In a city that never truly sleeps, the night belongs to something older than fear-and far more seductive. Freen Sarocha rules from the shadows: elegant, ruthless, and utterly untouchable. Whispers call her a myth. A monster. A queen with no pulse and no mercy. Becky Armstrong was never meant to get close enough to find out which is true. She was sent to kill. Instead, she lingers. Because something about Freen is wrong. The way her presence lingers under Becky's skin. The way danger starts to feel like desire. The way every step closer feels like crossing a line she won't come back from. And in a world of blood-soaked alliances, silent wars, and predators dressed in silk, getting too close to the wrong person doesn't just risk your life- It changes you. Irrevocably. Now, with the city tightening its grip and something dark awakening between them, Becky faces a choice she doesn't understand... Run from the monster- or let it ruin her completely.

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Freen, the cold and flawless top medical student, suddenly transfers to a new college, hiding secrets no one can imagine. By day, she's admired for her brilliance and strength. By night, she's a ruthless mafia heir, feared in the shadows. When she crosses paths with a bratty law student, their constant clashes ignite an unexpected chemistry. But the closer they get, the harder it becomes for Freen to keep her double life hidden. Love and danger intertwine, and when the truth comes out, one question remains - can a mafia's heart truly belong to love, or will it always belong to darkness?

A 20 years old girl called Rebecca Patricia Armstrong who hates force marriage the most,was forced to marry the so known cold hearted girl who is Freen Sarocha Chakimha.The richest and youngest president in a big and famous company at their country. Freen Sarocha Chankimha x Rebecca Patricia Armstrong Please don't plagiarize my work!!

Freen wipes Becky's spoon. Open a bottle cap for her. Buys her favorite milk tea. Calls her precious. Princess. Angel. But always ends it with "my little sister." How do you confess to someone who only sees you as a sister? How do you let go when your heart refuses to? And how much courage does it take... to finally wake up from a five-year dream you never wanted to end?

This story follows the '12 Months' of a friends-with-benefits situation that Rebecca and Freen find themselves in after bumping into each other at a Christmas party. A fresh start brings Rebecca to Bangkok, while the hope for something better brings Freen into Rebecca's orbit. This story will feature snippets from each month, starting and ending with December. So much can change in a year, especially if you're sleeping together. _____ Smut. Freenbecky converted story. All credits go to the original author.

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?

Model terkenal, Freen Sarocha Chankimha, tidak mahu lakukan apa-apa lagi selepas hubungan cintanya selama empat tahun bersama model Charlotte Austin berakhir dengan perpisahan yang menyakitkan. Sahabat baiknya, Nam Ratchanon, memaksanya untuk hadir ke parti yang dianjurkannya - dan di sanalah Freen bertemu dengan penyanyi popular, Becky Armstrong. Kedua-duanya sedang melalui fasa hidup yang rumit dan pertemuan mereka bukanlah bermula dengan cara yang terbaik... namun takdir perlahan-lahan menemukan jalan agar hati mereka bertaut.

It's a rainy evening in Bangkok. Becky, always buried in her books, walks into her favorite quiet café, hoping for a peaceful evening of reading. The bell above the door jingles as she enters, but today something feels different. Freen, a regular at the café, is sitting at her usual corner, sketching absentmindedly, lost in her thoughts. She doesn't notice Becky as she walks past, but Becky notices her - there's something calming about Freen, always quietly observing the world around her, yet never seeming in a rush. Becky: under her breath "She always looks so... peaceful." As Becky settles into her corner, her book forgotten for a moment, she feels a pair of eyes on her. Freen glances over from her sketchpad, and their eyes meet for a brief moment. Becky quickly looks away, feeling the flush of warmth rise in her cheeks. Freen: softly "You... still reading the same book?" smiles gently, not pushing further. Becky: nervously adjusting her glasses "Yeah, I... I get lost in it sometimes."