E se você tivesse que fingir um casamento para conseguir acabar com as maiores máfias do País, o que faria ? Essa é a situação da novata Rebecca Armstrong, que em pouco tempo na polícia teve seu destino selado ao encontrar-se com a líder de uma delas, Sarocha Chankimha.

# Prologue **Two Years Ago** The music is too loud. I can't stop laughing. "Becky, slow down," Irin says. Someone stops me from reaching for another drink. Saint's twin. Freen. "I think you've had enough." "Where's Saint?" I slur. "Work emergency," she says quietly. The room spins. I stumble toward the exit. Three guys block my path, saying disgusting things. Freen steps in front of me. "She's with me. Back off." They don't listen until security comes. In her car, everything's fuzzy. Her gentle hands helping me to the door. Waiting while I fumble with keys. When I turn to thank her, she's so close. Gold flecks in her dark eyes. The kiss happens before I can think. Soft. Perfect. I pull away, mumbling apologies. She backs into the shadows. I stumble inside and pass out. **The Next Morning** Saint calls early. "Beck, I'm so sorry about last night. Are you okay?" "What do you mean?" "The guys bothering you. I'm so glad I could help you get away from them." I frown. "You were there?" "Of course. I couldn't let anything happen to you. I was so worried when I saw those guys cornering you. Thank God I got you home safely." My head hurts too much to think clearly. "Thank you." "You don't remember much, do you? You were pretty drunk. That's probably for the best. Just know that I'll always protect you, Beck." Warmth spreads through my chest. Saint saved me. Saint protected me. That's when I fall in love with him. **Present Day** I'm staring at my reflection in the wrinkled wedding dress. "Becky? The car is here." The car to take me to marry the wrong twin. Saint left me at the altar this morning. Gone. Now I have to marry Freen. The woman who barely speaks to me. Who avoids me. I don't understand why she dislikes me so much. In an hour, I'll marry someone who can't even look me in the eye. Someone who isn't Saint.

Freen Sarocha cresceu em um mundo cruel, onde a infância não tinha espaço para inocência. Desde cedo, aprendeu que confiança era fraqueza e que o silêncio podia salvar vidas. Filha de um dos mafiosos mais temidos, ela foi criada entre olhares frios, acordos feitos à meia-luz e a constante sensação de perigo. O amor, quando existia, vinha distorcido - misturado com controle, medo e sobrevivência. Freen amadureceu rápido demais, carregando nos ombros um peso que nunca escolheu. Becky, por outro lado, cresceu envolta em segurança. Teve uma família amorosa, um lar onde risadas eram comuns e abraços nunca faltavam. Seu pai, presente e bem-sucedido, sempre fez questão de protegê-la do mundo duro lá fora. Becky nunca passou necessidade, nunca precisou aprender a se defender antes de aprender a sonhar. Cresceu acreditando no melhor das pessoas, guiada por afeto, estabilidade e certezas. E talvez fosse exatamente essa diferença brutal entre os dois mundos que tornasse o encontro delas tão perigoso... e inevitável.

Synopsis: Freen Sarocha Chankimha is the youngest daughter of the Chankimha clan- the richest family in the whole Philippines. She is known for being the trouble maker in her family. Always gets into fights. Playgirl. Doesn't care about others. Heartless. Name it all. One time, her family decided to send her to her grandparents in a quiet and small city in the countryside. Far from the place she was used to. Her parents think that it's the only way for her to change her bad habits. Meanwhile, Becky Patricia Armstrong is the eldest in her family. They're just living a very simple life in the countryside. Her father is already gone and there's only her mother who works as a farmer for the Chankimhas. Becky has two younger siblings and she is helping her mother to provide for them whenever she doesn't have to go to school. She's smart. Kind but aloof with others. She doesn't socialize that much since her priority was her family. What happens when their two entirely different worlds collide? Will Becky be able to change Freen? Or will Freen be able to handle Becky's sudden presence in her life? ------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This story is inspired from the lives of Filipinos so some of you might not be familiar with it but I hope you will still enjoy it :))

Em meio ao turbilhão político da Tailândia moderna, Freen Sarocha Chankimha se torna a mais jovem ministra da Comunicação do país - uma mulher admirada, fria e calculista aos olhos do público. Para preservar sua imagem e atender às exigências de um acordo político entre famílias influentes, ela aceita um casamento arranjado com Rebecca Patricia Armstrong, uma intérprete de linguagem de sinais que perdeu a voz em um acidente há anos. O casamento é apenas uma fachada... até o dia em que uma ligação anônima muda tudo. • OBRA DE MINHA AUTORIA. • Roteiro: Lik3_Star • Capa: Lik3_Star FANFIC INSPIRADA NO DORAMA " QUANDO O TELEFONE TOCA" ⚠️ ➫ Classificação 18+ ‼️Se encontrar qualquer erro me desculpe‼️

•|CONCLUÍDA|• Nas véspera do Natal, Rebecca volta para o interior do Texas, buscando nas raízes da sua historia um pouco da calmaria para a sua vida agitada como atriz. Depois de perder a paixão pela atuação, ela entra em um furacão emocional onde tem dificuldade para aguentar o peso das próprias expectativas e cobranças quanto a sua capacidade como artista. Nessa busca pelas suas raízes, uma ramificação delas se mostra mais resistente ao tempo do que ela esperava que fosse: a ramificação do amor. Depois de quase vinte anos, retornar ao lar obriga Rebecca, agora muito mais madura - ao menos é o que ela espera de si mesma-, a lidar com um amor que foi deixado para morrer solitário depois de uma escolha sua. Informações importantes: short fic de 3 capitulos criada para fins de participação do projeto que o acervo de fanfics FreenBecky criou usando o natal para inspirar autores e leitores a se aventurar nessa sensação contagiante que é o Natal. @FicsFreenbecky @fbausoficial

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Becky had the perfect high school romance-or so she thought. Dating the school's golden boy, Nop, seemed like a dream come true. Meanwhile, Freen, the quiet yet effortlessly cool girl, was in a steady relationship with her girlfriend, Nita. But their worlds come crashing down when they both discover the ultimate betrayal: Nop and Nita have been sneaking around behind their backs. Heartbroken and furious, Becky refuses to sit back and mope. Instead, she hatches the perfect revenge plan-fake dating Freen to make their exes jealous. At first, Freen is reluctant, but Becky's determination (and maybe a little bit of pettiness) convinces her to go along with it. What could possibly go wrong?

Freen is a soft, kind doctor who lives a quiet life in Chiang Mai. Becky is a powerful mafia leader who never lets anyone talk back to her. But when Freen raises her voice to save a child, Becky notices her. And she can't forget her. What starts as obsession slowly turns into something deeper. But love built on force... can it survive?

Freen and Becky have been best friends since high school and went to the same university. They were very close to each other to the point where people surrounding thought they were in a relationship. Indeed, the statement might have some truth, as Becky had a secret affair with Freen a while back. However, Freen doesn't look at Becky this way and only treats her like a sister. But Freen's feelings changed towards Becky when someone meddled in their life. Is she limiting that someone because she's overprotective of Becky or because she felt jealous? Disclaimer: Fiction story only.