Becky G!P Becky, a girl in her early twenties living in a poor neighborhood with her sick mother and teenage brother. Her father has abandoned them for a rich woman and they were left sinking in debt. One day someone has offered her an opportunity to change her life and her family's just by watching over a girl. Sarocha Chankimha or Freen for short, a spoiled rich brat who lives off her father's money, she's addicted to drinking and partying. She has gotten herself in too much trouble and humiliation for her father so he decided to get her a bodyguard. She pretends to be an arrogant and mean girl on the outside but only she knows what's happening on the inside. What will happen when these two meet? A poor girl with anger issues and a spoiled brat who likes to push buttons. *This story isn't purely mine, I just converted into Freen-Beck* (All Credits to the rightful author.) Spread Love, not hate.

Freen and Becky were once the golden couple of the University of Bangkok - inseparable, admired, and deeply in love. Their relationship was the kind that made people believe in soulmates. But behind the perfect smiles and late-night study sessions, something broke. A painful misunderstanding shattered everything they built, turning their love into resentment. The breakup was messy, private, and left scars neither of them truly healed from. Years later of moving on, Freen has built a quiet life as a painter, her gallery in the heart of Bangkok filled with color and emotion she no longer dares to show in person. Becky, now a respected university Law Professor. Fate plays its cruelest trick yet: Freen's younger sister starts dating Becky's younger sister. Old wounds resurface, emotions ignite, and the line between past and present blurs. Who will survive?

Freen Sarocha Chankimha and Rebecca Patricia Armstrong fell in love in high school, a relationship that grew from teenage friendship into a deep, unbreakable bond. Believing in their love more than anything, they married at just 20 years old, determined to build a life together. When they struggled to have a child, the couple chose IVF, and their miracle arrived, Sarobecca Chankimha Armstrong, Ara for short. Their beautiful daughter who quickly became the center of their world. Both Freen and Becky later rose to become high-ranking police inspectors, dedicated to dangerous and demanding careers. But the long hours, constant pressure, and lack of time slowly created distance between them. Arguments, misunderstandings, and emotional exhaustion replaced the love they once shared. At 26, still young but already broken by years of conflict, they made the painful decision to divorce. Now living separate lives while co-parenting Ara, who is turning five, Freen and Becky must face the question neither of them truly escaped: Can two people who once loved each other so deeply learn how to rebuild a family... or has their story already reached its end when new people come in their lives?

Before the name Manoban was spoken with respect in the high halls of the city, there was only the cold logic of the shadow. For Lisa, the world was a series of equations she wasn't supposed to solve. Born into a life where her very existence felt like a footnote in someone else's story, she walked through the world with her head down. She was the Saint, a ghost in a suit, a brilliant mind hidden behind glasses and a quiet voice. She had been taught by the world that her body was a flaw and her heart was a liability. She was a servant not just by job, but by spirit-convinced that she was a mistake meant to carry the weight of others. Then there was the Queen. Jennie Kim lived in a cage made of 24-karat gold. To the world, she was the peak of power-beautiful, sharp-tongued, and untouchable. But behind the silk dresses and the icy commands was a woman suffocating under the expectations of a legacy she never asked for. She used her sass as a shield and her status as a weapon, hiding the fact that she was lonelier than the girl who served her coffee. They were two parallel lines that were never supposed to touch. One was the sun, burning too bright to get close to; the other was the moon, reflecting a light she didn't believe she owned. But love doesn't follow the rules of physics. This is the story of how a sin became a miracle. It is the story of how a house built of stone became a home built of soul. It is the journey of six dorks who became parents, two rivals who became wives, and a legacy that started with a single, trembling vow. In the beginning, there was only dust and a dream. In the end, there was the ocean, a child's laughter, and the realization that no one is ever truly a mistake when they are loved without mercy. The foundation is laid. The walls are up. Step inside the mansion, and see how the Queen finally found her Saint. Lisa gip Jennie top

DISCLAIMER This story is purely fictional. It has no connection to real-life events, individuals, or entities, whether living or deceased. Any similarities are purely coincidental and unintentional. Ling Ling Kwong & Orm Kornnaphat, of course, are lovely girls and not as the characters mentioned in this fanfiction. Remember, this is a fanfiction! Enjoy! **All photos are credited to their respective owners. Introduction Hi.. I am a new writer here.. Please support my story.. I will try to update every week.. :) Prologue In a world divided by wealth and status, Ling Ling Kwong and Orm Kornnaphat were never meant to stand on equal ground. Ling, the privileged heiress of the powerful Kwong family, was raised in luxury, accustomed to getting whatever she desired. Orm, the daughter of a loyal servant, lived in the shadows of Ling's world, bound by duty and quiet submission. Despite sharing the same house and attending the same elite school, they were nothing alike. Ling saw Orm as nothing more than an unwelcome presence, a constant reminder of the divide between them. Orm, on the other hand, had long learned to endure Ling's scorn, swallowing her emotions and accepting her place as the silent observer in Ling's perfect life. But when a fateful decision binds them together in an unbreakable contract-an arranged marriage neither of them wants-resentment and buried emotions begin to surface.

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Ayla's a pop star. Tawan's a semi-retired CEO turned dangerously intense housewife. Together, they navigate married life, domestic chaos, and an entourage that won't stop causing disasters. Inspired by the manga series The Way of the Househusband

Rain poured over Bangkok, neon lights flickering in the alley where Irin stood, clutching a chip that could unravel the Crimson Lotus Syndicate. Freen Sarocha emerged from the shadows, her presence commanding. "You shouldn't be alone," she warned, taking the chip from Irin's trembling hands. "I'll protect it-and you." But as Irin fled, a figure watched from the darkness. Miles away, Becky Armstrong sat surrounded by photos of her missing sister, Irin, her eyes locked on Freen's name. "I'll make her pay," she vowed, her voice cold with vengeance. A storm brewed, setting two worlds on a collision course, bound by a Red Vow of blood and passion. ⚠️ Mature scenes

Synopsis: Rebecca Patricia Armstrong. That name alone makes everyone in the dark world shiver in fear. Her name alone could make anyone melt and bow down to the ground. She is a mafia princess. A leader. What makes her different from the others is that she's cold. Ruthless. Merciless. No one dares to go against her word or else, they would be in hell in a second. Freen Sarocha Chankimha. A simple woman who works at a high end bar. Just a simple woman who does everything in life just to survive. What happens when the two meet each other? What happens when Freen dares to enter Rebecca's world? What happens when the ice melts? But the more important question is, what happens when the other has a secret? ------------------------------------------------------------------

In the vibrant streets of Bangkok, two women enter into a dangerous agreement- no promises, no feelings, no strings attached. Lingling has always lived her life by the rules: perfect daughter, perfect image, untouched and untouchable. But when her curiosity pulls her into the orbit of Orm-a reckless, magnetic playgirl with a dangerous charm and something extra between her legs-her world tilts off balance. What begins as a simple arrangement-text me when you're horny-spirals into nights of lust too raw to ignore. Orm pushes Ling past every limit, worships and destroys her in equal measure, until Ling can no longer tell the difference between pain and pleasure, denial and desire. But behind Orm's smirk and filthy mouth, something darker brews: attachment. Possession. Maybe even love. And as Ling struggles against the truth of her own longing, she's forced to face the one thing scarier than Orm's hands on her body-Orm's hold on her heart. Filthy. Tender. Addictive. This is not a love story. This is the story of how lust turned into something neither of them could escape.