Freen is the Prime Minister's daughter, fearless, chaotic, spoiled, and never serious about anyone. her heart? Untouched. Waiting. Becky is a village girl, introvert, shy, invisible to the world, too kind for her own good. She's never known what it feels like to be someone's priority. One wrong turn. One glance and the most fearless girl in Thailand finally found the one person who made her knees weak. But love isn't free when one comes from a mansion and the other from a mud house. "Live here. No money. No privilege. 6 months. Prove it or lose her forever." Can a spoiled city girl survive farming, village rules, and a father who wants her gone? Can a shy village girl learn to speak up when someone finally gives her a reason to?

I love you, and you love me with everything we have. But there's a huge barrier between us. What is it, and will we ever find each other? Or will we let go of each other because of it? My dear... Freen Sarocha Chankimha loves you so much...!

"I told you what hurts me the most and you did it perfectly,"-Kornkamon Fovert "Please open your eyes," - Samanan Anantrakul

In a world where power is everything, Becky Rebecca Patricia Armstrong commands it without a second thought. At twenty-one, she owns her university like a queen, her every move a calculated choice. Beautiful, untouchable, ruthless - she wields her family's name like a weapon. Love is weakness. Control is survival. Freen Sarocha Chankimha is the opposite of everything Becky desires. Quiet, obedient, and hidden in the shadows of the classroom, she wears her scars like whispers. A student like Becky, but nothing like Becky. She is everything Becky should fear - fragile, yet unbroken in ways that go unnoticed. When an arranged marriage threatens her world, Becky decides to take control in a way only she knows how - by choosing Freen. Not for love, but for power. For control. What begins as a game of dominance becomes something darker, more dangerous, and far more personal. But Freen carries a name that cuts deeper than Becky ever expected. A name that has haunted her for twelve years. In this twisted dance between obsession and destruction, Becky must decide: can she control the past, or will the past control her? This is not a story of love. It's a story of power, of possession, of what happens when control is the only thing left. Ctrl+Me - Where every command leaves a scar. --- Freen G!p ---

Freen's job had certain rules, show up early, stay invisible, and never get in Becky Armstrong's way. But one unexpected meeting, one unspoken glance, and suddenly the lines between personal and professional start to blur dangerously.

Rebecca Armstrong is ready to start her medical internship at Bangkok General, but nothing could prepare her for the unexpected surprise that awaits in the form of Dr. Freen Sarocha Chankimha.

Becky chased the truth. Now the shadows chase her. Freen holds power like a blade, cold, unyielding, ready to ruin whatever stands in her way. Mercy is a lie. Pain is the price. When they come face to face, who will break and who will rise from the ashes?

Freen adored the company of only one woman - Rebecca. She dreamed of confessing her feelings one day, yet she never dared. This infatuation seemed frivolous to her, and so she chose to keep it locked away. She didn't want to ruin their easy, familiar dynamic. They understood each other so well - friends, neighbors, people who could trust one another. And Freen refused to shatter that, to create awkwardness between them. So when Becky asked the one question Freen never expected, she simply froze. Apparently, the potential discomfort didn't faze Becky in the slightest. Freen swallowed. This was everything she wanted - and at the same time, everything she couldn't allow herself to have. ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ The original story is not mine. It has been rewritten by me and adapted for FreenBecky. Please note: This story contains G!P Freen and many very explicit sex scenes. If this makes you uncomfortable, kindly refrain from reading. ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ Sorry in advance for any mistakes - English isn't my first language.

Freen wipes Becky's spoon. Open a bottle cap for her. Buys her favorite milk tea. Calls her precious. Princess. Angel. But always ends it with "my little sister." How do you confess to someone who only sees you as a sister? How do you let go when your heart refuses to? And how much courage does it take... to finally wake up from a five-year dream you never wanted to end?

Becky 'don't tie me down' accidentally sends a dirty text to her boss instead of her 'fuck buddy' could this simple mistake get Becky fired? or could it be the beginning of a whole new chapter in Beckys life? It's a 🔞 story. I am converting this story.