A intersex professor falls for her student

Becky and Freen are in uni together learning business. They grew up as inseparable best friends. Everyone assumed they'd end up together, but Becky always brushed it off - especially once she started dating. What Becky doesn't know is that Freen has been in love with her since they were teenagers, but buried those feelings to protect their friendship. Their families - close for generations - arranged a marriage between them (business merger, inheritance, cultural/traditional reason). Becky, annoyed, thinks it's ridiculous and assumes Freen will laugh it off too. But Freen said 'YES' Now Becky feels betrayed - like her best friend trapped her. The friendship they once had crumbles into resentment. Let see what happens next. The story would be Bestfriends to enemies to lovers. There might be some harsh words and scenes.

Freen Sarocha Chakminha didn't believe in love anymore. Not the kind that stayed. Not the kind that healed. She believed in control, in silence, in the armor she'd built from betrayal and ambition. Love was a transaction. Touch was temporary. And people-people always wanted something. Until the girl showed up at her door. Rain-soaked, trembling, eyes wide with heartbreak and hope. Rebecca Armstrong. Pregnant. Homeless. Carrying the child of Freen's brother-the same brother who vanished with her money and left chaos in his wake. Freen should have turned her away. She almost did. But something in Becky's voice-raw, unfiltered, painfully honest-cut through the walls Freen had spent years fortifying. She let her in. Not just into her house. Into her life. Into the quiet spaces she never let anyone see. And slowly, without permission, Becky began to unravel her. Not with grand gestures. But with soup and silence. With late-night study sessions and soft laughter. With the kind of love that didn't demand-but stayed. This isn't a story about perfect people. It's a story about broken ones who chose each other anyway. About fire inherited not from blood, but from survival. And how sometimes, the coldest hearts burn the brightest-when someone finally sees them.

Freen was once engaged to Winai-a brilliant neurologist and her closest friend. Though their bond was deep, it was never romantic for Freen, a renowned cardiologist in Bangkok. Their engagement was more about loyalty than love. But everything shattered when Winai cheated on her with Becky, a young intern who had no idea Winai was already engaged. Freen's world tilted. It wasn't heartbreak-it was betrayal. Not just by Winai, but by the woman who unknowingly stepped into the one relationship Freen had built on trust. She left Bangkok, carrying a hatred for Becky that felt bone-deep. Eight years later, fate throws them together again-after Winai's death. Forced to share space, memories, and silence, Freen must confront the question she's buried for years: Did she truly hate Becky... or was it something far more complicated? This story contains Mature scenes 🚫🚫 -- This story is inspired by something I read a long time ago and later tried adapting. Originally, it was a fanfiction centered on Meredith and Addison following Derek's death-if you're familiar with Grey's Anatomy. I've reworked it slightly to fit FreenBecky, so you might notice some references to Grey's Anatomy throughout.

Freen is a work-focused woman who constantly has to assert herself against her father. But before she can finally take over the company, he demands something she doesn't want: to finally settle down and find a partner. Then she meets a young mother on the run from her ex who desperately needs money. Without thinking twice, she makes Becky Armstrong an immoral offer... It's all ficiton, of course, none of this is real. Enjoy :-)

When single mom BECKY moves into a quiet suburb with her wild four-year-old daughter, she doesn't expect to find trouble - or temptation - living next door. FREEN SAROCHA, the tattooed, motorcycle-riding bad girl, is the exact kind of chaos BECKY promised to avoid. But when FILM worms her way into FREEN'S heart, BECKY finds herself pulled into a slow, irresistible burn of stolen glances, late-night confessions, and undeniable heat. Walls will crumble, sparks will fly, and two broken hearts will learn that sometimes the love you fear most is the one that saves you.

Synopsis: Freen Sarocha Chankimha-- a daughter of a well known businessman in the country. Always a head turner in their campus. Known for her undeniably perfect looking appearance. A business related student. Despite her social status, she's not like other rich kids who flaunt their money shamelessly. Because none of it mattered for her. Only one. Becky Patricia Armstrong. A pre-med student who is quiet, lowkey, and loves to keep her life in peace. The very first day Freen saw her, she vowed to court her and get her by hook or by crook. People could say she's down bad for her. But what happens when life will take its back on them? What happens when fate decided to play them?

Freen Sarocha Chankimha and Rebecca Armstrong are soulmates-and married. Yet, there is no love between them. Forced into marriage by their families and the rigid rules of society, they have been living a lie, trapped in a web of duty and expectations. Rebecca has always been in love with her best friend Irin, who seemed to return her feelings-or so she believed. Freen, an omega wolf with a quiet strength and a touch of masculinity, has loved Rebecca from the very beginning, long before they even discovered they were fated mates. But Rebecca's constant rejection of both her and their bond is slowly destroying her. After four years of a hollow marriage, Freen's body and spirit are nearing their breaking point. With an omega who is fading fast, will Rebecca finally let go of the illusions she's been clinging to and open her heart? Or will Freen be forced to save herself by walking away from the pain of a love that was never returned? Perhaps this time, the Moon Goddess made a mistake. For how can fire and water ever blend, when one is destined to consume the other? ⚠️this story is not mine, I just adapted it to Beckfreen fanfic credit goes to original author @TaeTanGukks⚠️ ⚠️BECKY G!P⚠️

Becky has a secret crush on the Queen. So when she contests for the role of the Queen's sex partner, she's actually taking a big leap of faith. Does Becky get to live the fantasy she always dreamed of? Does Queen Freen want her enough to make her stay? Will the two of them survive the most apparent differences in their lives and their backgrounds? Is sex enough to make Becky stay? If G!P is not your thing don't read. (This is not my story I read a freenbeck version awhile back and can't find it anymore and really enjoyed it so that's why I'm rewriting it as freenbeck) Got this story from clexafantasy

Warning: Mature Content - explicit, highly detailed scenes - The road to being together is not so easy. Feelings, work, jealousy and sex, a whole range of sensations that will shake up Freen Sarocha and Becky Armstrong and make them discover their limits. They will explore their feelings and their sexuality together, experiencing different first times (First touch, first kiss, accessories, domination...) which will crescendo over the chapters. PS : This story is fiction and if Freenbecky are not fictional characters, the name has become public enough and subject to reuse.