Freen has been in Becky's life since the day she was born - her brother's best friend, her quiet protector, her "always." But as years pass, Becky's feelings grow into something she can't ignore. When Freen leaves for college, Becky is determined to change, hoping one day Freen will see her as more than the girl she promised to look after.

Freen Sarocha left her mark on people's skin. Rebecca Armstrong left her mark on Freen's heart... forever. _____ FreenBecky converted. TW: self-harm, suicide. Original story by ©AllysonDeVil The translation was done by me. English isn't my first language.

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They say the queen never flinches. She rules with bloodied hands and velvet eyes, her name enough to silence a room. When Freen - soft-spoken and unsuspecting - is taken from her ordinary life and locked inside Becky's a Lady mafia's mansion, fear is her only companion. But behind locked doors and whispered threats, nothing is quite what it seems. In the empire she never wanted to enter, Freen must choose: escape... or unravel the woman who holds her prisoner. -------------------------------------------------- Girls Love Story. No GIP❌ Note: It's all fiction.

Dream or reality - which would you choose? This is Book 2 If you haven't read Book 1 yet, you can find it on my profile under Her Boss, Her Secret Wife. -------------------------------------------------- Girls Love Story. No GIP❌ Note: It's all fiction.

Two hearts, one city and a love that refuses to be hidden. Against the world's expectations, they choose each other. ______________ Note: This story is entirely fictional. Any names, including those of actors, are used imaginatively. Some moments are inspired by real-life observations, but the events and characters are purely the author's creation. -------------------------------------------------- Girls Love Story. No GIP❌

Becky promised forever. She meant it. -------------------------------------------------- Girls Love Story. No GIP❌ Note: It's all fiction.

Becky's the boss. Freen's the employee. HR left the chat. -------------------------------------------------- Girls Love Story. No GIP❌ Note: It's all fiction.

Freen's POV - 6 years ago* "You're late, Sarocha!" I rushed into the charity gala, still in uniform. Everyone else looked fancy. I looked like I'd just arrested someone. Which I had. Then I saw her. Beautiful girl in a black dress, surrounded by boring old men. She looked... trapped. Like she'd rather be anywhere else. "That's Becky Armstrong," Nam whispered. "Armstrong Industries princess. Way out of your league." But something about how alone she looked... "I'm gonna talk to her." "FREEN, NO!" Too late. I was already walking over. "Ms. Armstrong? I'm Officer Freen Sarocha. Want to get some air?" She turned, brown eyes meeting mine, and smiled. A real smile. "I thought you'd never ask." --- Freen's POV - Present day I stare at the old photo on my desk. Becky and me, laughing at some café. So young. So happy. So unaware of what was coming. Five years since everything fell apart. My phone buzzes. Officer Sarocha? This is Richard Armstrong. We need your help. It's about my granddaughter... Roni. The daughter I've never met. "I'll be right there." I look at the photo one more time. Are you ready to see her again, Freen? No. But a child is missing. And despite everything, I'd still do anything for Becky. Even if it destroys me all over again.

The story is not mine. It is a converted story as I loved it very much. Credit goes to the original author.