Freen lived a quiet life in a small house, caring for her old parents and younger sister. Intersex, poor, and busy surviving..love was a luxury she couldn't afford. Becky, daughter of one of Thailand's richest families, had never loved a girl before. Never needed to. Until she met Freen-kind, real, different. They shared secret nights. One mistake changed everything. Becky got pregnant. Her world collapsed. Ashamed and scared, she turned on Freen. "You ruined my life," she spat, tears falling. "I should've never met you." Freen didn't argue. Just stood there, silent, heart breaking. Becky left.

They got married because of their personalities... How did that happen? Becky and Freen's parents thought of marrying them off to each other because of their personalities. Their parents are close friends, so they readily agreed to the marriage, as they were fed up with dealing with their kids' antics. Is there hope that they'll fall in love with each other? Or will they continue to dislike each other and just pretend that they didn't got married, going about their separate lives as usual?

A tragic accident erases seven years of Becky's life, including her love for Freen. To Becky, Freen is a stranger. But to Freen, Becky is everything. Can love find its way back, even when memories are lost?

Rebecca Armstrong has always been lucky, successful, confident, and effortlessly on top. While Freen Chankimha? A walking disaster. But one fateful night changes everything. Suddenly, Becca's golden streak vanishes while Freen's luck miraculously turns around, and neither has a clue why. Convinced their 'first meeting' triggered the switch, Becca is desperate to reverse it. But the closer she sticks to Freen, the more their lives entangle in ways she never saw coming. And as fate, love, and a few absurd misunderstandings collide, they must figure out what truly makes them lucky. Before the universe decides for them... ---- Got inspired by my favorite flicks-now let's put FreenBecky in the mix!

Secret service agent Freen Sarocha has been the head of Presidential Candidate Rebecca Armstrong's Secret Service detail for months, now. She has been there since Rebecca was nominated, and now she has been assigned to protect her for the next four years. Because Rebecca Armstrong is no longer just a candidate. "Congratulations, Madam President. I was rooting for you." Disclaimer: Story is not mine, I only adapted it to FreenBecky Fanfic because I love this piece and I love FB. P.S. Mention of Aliens. Yes, aliens are in this story.

"My deal still stands, nobody can hear about us." Freen grunts, pointing at both me and her as I feel my shoulders deflate. "We are never going to have an 'us' so this is the best you are going to get, Becky." I bit my lip and consider the offer. Is she trying to say I am going to be her sex toy or something? A slave? "I'll say it again, sex with you is really good." Freen says, laughing with wide eyes to show how much she loved our love making last night. Well, love making for me but only sex for her. "And I can't waste a good opportunity in good sex." she added simply, clucking her tongue. "So again... our deal is still very much active." I scrunch my nose and look at her with a slight edge in my pupils. "What are you trying to say here Freen?" I ask, defeated. She smirks and kisses my cheek softly before leaning close to my ear and whispering, "What I'm trying to say is, you are going to be my fuck buddy, Becky." WARNING: -This story is 18+ read at your own risk. 🔞🔞🔞 -This also contains G!P Becky ⚠️⚠️⚠️ **This story is not mine, I only changed the characters, other details, and some parts or plot of the story to fit Becky and Freen's character. **This story has been converted to BeckFreen. ** All rights and credits to the original author iOnlyWatchTheStars on fanfiction.net. **This is just a FanFiction and does not represent the mentioned characters or companies. The work is purely fictional. 🔞🔞🔞⚠️⚠️⚠️

Warning : This is a mafia based FreenBecky fanfiction and it contains a lot of violence, mature and smut contents. If you are uncomfortable with this then please skip the story. "Wait...you were the reason why no one approached me?" Rebecca asked furiously. "My Little Angel...you were, are and will be mine and mine alone. I will do whatever it takes to hide you to myself." "Rebecca....you can hit me, bite me, scold me, do whatever pleases you...." "But remember no one touches you other than me....The only person whose name you be screaming in bed should be me. It should be only my thoughts which makes you wet down there..." The Devil possessively declared. ........ "What...you need something in lieu of their freedom." The boss asked. "I thought you already knew about the significance of gains being a businessman yourself. Anyways, I want someone in barter of their lives." The devil announced. "Who...?" The boss was perplexed at the announcement. "I e-mailed the photo, check it yourself." The devil replied. "Whaat? No...not this person...it's...it's my da..." The boss was cut-off by the devil. "Yes....your daughter...Rebecca Patricia Armstrong. I want her as a collateral, to ensure your innocence."

Who do you think you are? Runnin' 'round leaving scars Collecting your jar of hearts Tearing love apart Disclaimer: Story is not mine, I only adapted it to FreenBecky Fanfic because I love this piece and I love FB. I want to see them portray the characters in this story.

A story about how fate bring two random person made their path cross each other. Becky Armstrong, who has only one thought in her mind, Freen Sarocha. Better read the story, to know how their life goes.

"I always thought that dying in the hands of those monsters is scary. But now I realized that nothing, NOTHING, is scarier than being alone in a room, standing in front of a woman whom I'd once thought I'd spend the rest of my life with." - Freen --- To anyone who has ever loved and lost, this story is for you. --- Not my story, credits goes to the author. © schindlee. All Rights Reserved