Rebecca Patricia Armstrong is fire. At twenty-three, she is the quiet CEO of Armstrong Enterprises. Cold, powerful, and always in control. Five years ago, her wedding went wrong. The groom ran away. So her grandfather found a replacement. Freen Sarocha Chankimha. An orphan. Uneducated. Too loud for rich people. Too mischievous for rules. A storm. And somehow... the storm became the husband of the fire. Their marriage was never love. It was duty. Now they live in the Armstrong mansion with their four-year-old daughter Mon-a tiny thunder who runs around screaming "Daddy!" and causing daily chaos. Becky is fire. Freen is storm. Mon is thunder. The mansion is tired. The fire never looks at the storm. But the storm is still there... cooking, driving, gardening, and accidentally annoying rich relatives. And somewhere in this marriage of duty- someone is actually enjoying the duty a little too much. Captain. 🌩️⚡🔥 --- Freen G!P ---

Freen Sarocha, a photographer who doesn't have hope for rich people, fall for a rich, medical student Rebecca Armstrong. The story is about two persons fall in love, and ready to fight for their love. This is how their story start , lets see in which way their love lead.

"Hi..." came from an unknown number. Freen furrowed her brow, not knowing who was texting her. "Hello, who is this?" Freen asked. She put down her cell phone and continued writing. After a few minutes, her phone suddenly chimed again. Freen looked again and frowned at what she read. "Your Secret Admirer," was the reply.

What happens when you love someone selflessly even after knowing that the person doesn't love you. This is a story in which Becky's Boyfriend Nop will leave her at the altar because of a job offer to New York. He will leave the marriage and Becky both behind but with a letter which says to wait for him till he comes back. will she wait for him or will she be forced to get married to Freen. The Freen who loves her selflessly, the Freen who is the best friend of her brothers, the Freen who always annoys her, the Freen who have no one in this world. Will Becky be the one for her? What do you think? This story is pure fanfiction written by me. I hope you enjoy this one as well. Might be some ANGST. Enjoy, your author 🌚.

[COMPLETED] "I want to help you...to bring your name back" - Freen Sarocha "My career ended long ago. This is what my life meant to be now.." - Becky Armstrong Will things go back to how it used to be? Will things repeat again for the second time? 18+

Professor Freen is respected-and feared-on campus. She's brilliant, cold, and impossibly composed. Her students whisper about her abs and her intimidating aura. But beneath that perfect mask, Freen is tormented by a secret: she's in love with Becky, her soft-spoken literature student. Becky, on the other hand, is the type of girl who cries during poetry readings and apologizes for bumping into furniture. She admires Freen's intelligence, but her strictness terrifies her. Becky is convinced that if she makes one wrong move, Freen will humiliate her in front of the class-and she's sure her heart couldn't survive it. Mature Contents🔞 Freen (G i P) 🔞

"I never knew, it would be possible. For you to be with me." - Freen Sarocha Chankimha "I want you to know. I love you the most, i'll always be there right by your side." - Rebecca Patricia Armstrong This story is a fanfiction. I hope you enjoy reading.🐰🦦💖🌷🧚

"Lately I've been thinking about Who i want to love, and how I want to love, and why I want to love the way I want to love, and what I need to learn to love that way, and who I need to become to become the kind of love I want to be..." -Sarocha Freen Chankimha "I didn't fall in love with you. I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way. I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fated to do the things that we'd choose anyway. And I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you and I'd choose you." -Rebecca Patricia Armstrong Twins: Girl: Tianna Chankimha Boy: Theo Chankimha Wife: Tanya Chankimha ⚠️Disclaimer⚠️ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events are purely coincidental. ‼️‼️READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED THIS CONTENT COULD BE EXPLICIT SEXUAL SITUATIONS, DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE OR ABUSE, OR OTHER 'ADULT' CONTENT‼️‼️ ‼️This story is a girl-to-girl love story, if you're homophobic please proceed to the next story‼️

Freen Sarocha Chankimha, a brilliant architect, has always been emotionally guarded, hiding her intersex identity from the world. But her life takes a turn when she meets Rebecca Armstrong, a fierce and determined graduate who quickly captures her heart. As their relationship deepens, the arrival of Non, Freen's childhood friend, and Nita, a former crush, complicates matters. Jealousy and possessiveness arise, leading to confrontations that test their love. Amidst the chaos, Freen and Becky must confront their insecurities and fight to protect their bond from those who threaten to come between them. Let's see what will happen next.

In a city that hides its sins behind neon lights and whispered promises, Velvet Floor stands as an open secret. A club for the rich, the restless, the reckless - where dominance, submission, and anonymity rule the night. Freen Sarocha, 32, cold as ice and untouchable by choice, built her empire with secrets - including her own. Born intersex and surviving in a world hungry to tear down the different, Freen wields her wealth and power like a sword, never letting anyone close enough to draw blood. Becky Armstrong, 23, bright-eyed and stubborn, just wants to pass her journalism course and escape mediocrity. When her investigation points toward Velvet Floor and its hidden crimes, Becky sees the perfect chance to expose the truth - and make her name. But when curiosity turns into obsession, and the predator finally notices the prey, Becky realizes that some secrets aren't meant to be uncovered. And some monsters aren't born - they are made. In the clash between innocence and experience, who will kneel first? Disclaimer: 🔞🔞🔞 This story contains BDSM content and is intended strictly for a mature audience. It explores emotional intelligence, psychological, sexual, and potentially romantic themes. Freen is depicted as GIP. If you feel uncomfortable with such content, please skip this story. #1 in dominance #4 in identity