"I-I m-made a m-mistake... P-please... l-let me go... I-I'll n-never do it again," he sobbed, his body trembling. But his pleading only seemed to strengthen her resolve. She took a slow step closer, her expression as cold as stone. "That wasn't a mistake," she said, her voice rising. "THAT WAS A CHOICE! A FREAKING CHOICE! " she screamed, her face twisted with rage. She reached down and picked up a jagged shard of glass from the floor, its sharp edge gleaming faintly in the dim light. The man began to scream before she even moved. "N-No! P-Please! No!" he wailed, shaking uncontrollably. Without hesitation, she brought the glass down across his chest, slicing through his flesh. Blood spilled from the fresh wound, pooling on the floor. She didn't stop. Over and over, she slashed, her movements precise and relentless. His screams echoed off the walls until they turned into broken, gurgling cries. "Does it hurt?" she hissed, her voice low and venomous. "Good. You deserve every second of this." Warning - G!P ( Becky)

Freen and Becky - both brilliant rebels who eludes relationships - are about to meet their match. Freen, a confident and cocky international photographer, lives life through a lens, untethered and unapologetic. Becky, a sharp-minded business prodigy and reluctant heiress, is determined to carve her own path, far from the shadow of her family's fortune. When their worlds collide, will they clash in chaos - or discover an unexpected adventure in each other?

Freen Sarocha, 26. Quiet. Precise. Untouchable. She keeps her head down, her work flawless, and her secret buried deep. No one at Armstrong & Co. knows she's barely holding it together-for her little sister, for survival. And that's exactly how she wants it. Then comes Rebecca Patricia Armstrong. 24. The new CEO. Unfiltered, magnetic, and rich enough to turn boredom into destruction. She's chaos in couture-dangerous in heels, and always in control. Until she sees Freen. And just like that, the game begins. Becky makes her an offer: No strings. Just sex. In exchange? A promotion. Double the pay. No questions asked. Freen agrees-reluctantly. For her sister. For the money. For the power. But their nights? They're anything but simple. What starts as a cold arrangement spirals into something hotter, darker, and far more dangerous. Lust twists into obsession. Control becomes a battleground. And suddenly, the lines between them blur into something neither of them can name-let alone stop. Because Becky's never wanted anything she couldn't buy. And Freen's never let anyone close enough to try. But this? This isn't just a deal anymore. It's war. Desire. Power. And maybe... something real. Let the games begin.

After a tragedy, Freen was given a second chance to see the most important person in her life again and to protect more people.. But this time she was different and she has no memories of everything about her past.. Becky, who is ready to start over again with her life when an event triggered her to meet someone again that she has been longing for a very long time but has no memories of her left.. Will she do everything to help her remember and to save her this time? ----- FreenBecky AU Story This is an original story and a work in progress. The story is a mix of love, action and fantasy. Expect some typos and wrong grammatical errors since it's hard to proofread your own work 😅 Please do not copy. Thank you!

Ex-US Army Master Sergeant, Freen Sarocha Chankimha heaved a deep sigh as her feet finally stepped inside the Suvarnabhumi Airport arrivals. It's been two painful years since she last saw this beautiful place. It was supposed to be a surprise homecoming for Freen after years of being overseas. Little did she know that she will also be surprised. A surprise that changed her entire life.. Rebecca Patricia Armstrong has been working as a resident nurse in Bumrungrad International Hospital for almost three years, apart from being a nurse she's also working as a part-time chemist at the same hospital. She was always fond of researches and developments that's why she took the offer to her to work in a chemist lab. She is always smart and methodological, but sometimes becomes stupid when she panics. She made a stupid decision that almost cost her and her brother's life. But sometimes the entire universe conspires for two people to meet. An unexpected meeting in the most uncanny circumstance. FreenBecky Apocalyptic AU This is an original story and a work in progress. Expect some typos and wrong grammatical errors since it's hard to proofread your own work 😅 Please do not copy. Thank you!

Freen, a ruthless assassin with no remorse, is tasked with eliminating Becky Armstrong, an FBI agent. Cold-hearted and insane, Freen kills without hesitation. But when love unexpectedly enters the mix, Freen finds herself questioning everything. Will love be enough to change her heart? If so, how much love will it take to make forever?

The first time I lost her, it was raining. The second time, thunder cracked the sky. The third time, she was in my bed-but she wasn't mine. I used to believe silence was safety. That if I stayed quiet long enough, still enough, the world would forget I existed. It worked for a while. Until Becky Armstrong walked into my life with scraped knees, a crooked smile, and the kind of laugh that made silence feel like punishment. She was loud. Bright. Reckless. And I loved her-quietly, desperately. I never told her. Not when she kissed my cousin. Not when she kissed me. Not even when she said it meant nothing. So I left. I built a life out of steel and silence. And now she's here again-living in my house, breathing my air, asking for forgiveness I don't know how to give. She says she wants to be used. But I don't think she understands. I don't want to use her. I want to destroy her. And the worst part? I still love her. - Freen Sarocha Chakminha

Becky Armstrong is a lone wolf, a badass enforcer with a mysterious past, roaring through the streets on her black Ducati. A deadly mix of sharp wits, precise gunplay, and raw fighting skills, she's untouchable, until she meets Freen Chankimha. Freen, a rising journalist, is drawn into a dangerous world when she witnesses something she shouldn't. Becky saves her, but Freen isn't just a damsel in distress, she's curious, relentless, and completely enamored with the enigmatic woman who carries both scars and secrets. As they navigate a slow-burning romance filled with tension, vulnerability, and passion, danger lurks in the shadows. Because Becky's past isn't just dark, it's hunting her.

It was almost the end of winter in Thailand, approaching the end of February. The cool breeze sends subtle chills through their bodies, but the conversation is anything but light. You don't know what an orgasm is Bec?" asked the older girl. She felt herself flustered as she refused to face her and instead buried herself among the fluffy pillows and suffocating comforter that divided them like a wall on her king-size bed. That night, the flowers of the flame tree outside her window fell gracefully as the wind swayed the fickle branches. The damp ground awaits to receive every petal. And that night, her innocence succumbs to receive the same fate. Each moan and shiver lays delicately upon the mercy of the hands of the girl beside her. Her body pleading for it to be claimed, to mark her for the very first time, to taint her soul, to smear malice over her purity, to defile her femininity. "Freeenn..." "Shh.. let phi take care of you nong. I'll be gentle, I promise." ©️All Rights Reserved

"What happened to your face?" Freen asked. I look away because I can't believe she noticed it, I was so sure she wouldn't because I know she'll get angry. "Talk to me, Beck. Did he hurt you again?" She asked, clearly trying to stay calm or else she'll explode in anger. That's the thing though, she gets angry easily. "I just fell down from the stairs." I said and giggle, hold her arm to soothe her anger hoping it will work. "I know what 'fell down the stairs' looks like, Beck. But don't worry, love. I'll handle it, okay?" She said in her calm voice, trying to assure me but all I get is anxiousness. "He wouldn't dare to do that again." She said, smile and kiss my cheeks. I'm not scared because of what Freen will do to them, I'm more scared of what my dad will do to her. But little did I know who she truly is..