It was supposed to be simple. A contract. A lie. A perfect solution. Becky needed control. Freen was chaos. Clause 27: No emotional involvement. But somewhere between pretending and reality, they forget one thing- Some rules aren't meant to be followed. An Original Story!!!

Becky armstrong, a sweet pure soul.. Even she can't see the world by her eyes..she see it by her heart.. Just sees the love in world not knowing the evil eyes on her.. In a rainy day, another sweet soul fell in love with the blind beauty by first sight... Freen sarocha, the music producer with a studio blindy in love with becky.. Slowly grown love make their path to forever together.. Getting married with all the blessing.. Building a beautiful life full with love, care, affection, sweetness,desire and passion.. The day freen had to go out for work. The day their little world shuttered down in one second.. Two demons who was eyeing to the sweet soul of becky braking in to their house... Making becky the prey of their lust. use her pure body to satisfy their thirst... In one day whole world of the freenbecky fallen apart.. Justice rejected them because of the power of devils.. billy kagumiya the brother of a politician and his friend Nop whatrit easly slipped through justice.. Not able to see the once sweet soul of becky suffering in pain.. Freen took the justice into her hand.. Fighting for her wife.. Making the monsters pay for their sin.. After all will they able to build their world again??? Will all the things become like before?? Will freens love enough for built beckys broken sweet soul back?? Read to know the answers.. (This idea inspired by a film i watched)

Synopsis: Becky Patricia Armstrong lives a quiet, disciplined life built on survival and ambition. Orphaned at a young age, she supports herself while studying law as a full scholar at the country's most prestigious university. Brilliant, focused, and determined, Becky stands as the number one student in her course-believing that love is a luxury she cannot afford. For nearly two years, Sam Chankimha, the lively and persistent daughter of the university's powerful owner, has been openly courting her. Despite Becky's clear refusal and her insistence on prioritizing her studies, Sam refuses to give up. Her affection is loud, relentless, and genuine-slowly cracking the walls Becky has spent years building. Unbeknownst to Becky, another pair of eyes has been watching her. Freen Chankimha, Sam's older sister and the feared CEO of their family empire, is everything Sam is not-cold, distant, and known for her ruthless heart in both business and life. Love has never interested her... until Becky crosses her path. Drawn to Becky's strength, intelligence, and quiet resilience, Freen finds herself feeling something she has never allowed before. When the truth is revealed-that both sisters have fallen for the same woman-lines are drawn, loyalties are tested, and emotions spiral out of control. Caught between devotion and desire, power and sincerity, Becky must decide what she truly wants... while the Chankimha sisters risk destroying both their bond and themselves for love.

Becky doesn't hurt out of anger-she hurts because she loves too hard. She'll protect Freen from everyone. Even from herself. Especially from herself. And if Freen ever thinks about leaving again... Becky has ways of making her stay. A Beckfreen adaptation The story is not mine guys credit goes to @bp_hiu Freen g!p Becky will be a psychopath here This one of my favorite stories and I know you guys will love it 😊 Enjoyyyyy Guysssss 🫰😭

Freen Chankimha was once at the top of her game, an elite athlete living under stadium lights and pressure so high it burned through everything, including her relationship. Now sidelined by injury and exiled back to Bangkok, Freen returns to a city that doesn't quite feel like home anymore, dragging her fractured pride and a healing shoulders behind her. She isn't looking to reconnect. Especially not with the past. But a chance encounter in a hospital hallway cracks open a door she thought she'd slammed shut forever. Bangkok's heat isn't the only thing rising. With old emotions resurfacing and secrets creeping close, Freen must navigate a place filled with ghosts, headlines, and the one person who once knew her best and might still hold the power to undo her.

# Prologue **Two Years Ago** The music is too loud. I can't stop laughing. "Becky, slow down," Irin says. Someone stops me from reaching for another drink. Saint's twin. Freen. "I think you've had enough." "Where's Saint?" I slur. "Work emergency," she says quietly. The room spins. I stumble toward the exit. Three guys block my path, saying disgusting things. Freen steps in front of me. "She's with me. Back off." They don't listen until security comes. In her car, everything's fuzzy. Her gentle hands helping me to the door. Waiting while I fumble with keys. When I turn to thank her, she's so close. Gold flecks in her dark eyes. The kiss happens before I can think. Soft. Perfect. I pull away, mumbling apologies. She backs into the shadows. I stumble inside and pass out. **The Next Morning** Saint calls early. "Beck, I'm so sorry about last night. Are you okay?" "What do you mean?" "The guys bothering you. I'm so glad I could help you get away from them." I frown. "You were there?" "Of course. I couldn't let anything happen to you. I was so worried when I saw those guys cornering you. Thank God I got you home safely." My head hurts too much to think clearly. "Thank you." "You don't remember much, do you? You were pretty drunk. That's probably for the best. Just know that I'll always protect you, Beck." Warmth spreads through my chest. Saint saved me. Saint protected me. That's when I fall in love with him. **Present Day** I'm staring at my reflection in the wrinkled wedding dress. "Becky? The car is here." The car to take me to marry the wrong twin. Saint left me at the altar this morning. Gone. Now I have to marry Freen. The woman who barely speaks to me. Who avoids me. I don't understand why she dislikes me so much. In an hour, I'll marry someone who can't even look me in the eye. Someone who isn't Saint.

Everyone at the university knows Freen Sarocha Chankimha as the quiet, bespectacled nerd in the back of the room-the one who stares and never says a word. Everyone knows Rebecca Armstrong or Becky, as the campus Queen, a Baddie who spends her days making Freen's life a living hell. But while Rebecca thinks she's the one in control, Freen is watching. To Freen, the bullying isn't a torment, it's an invitation. Becky wants to break her. Freen wants to own her. And in the dark, the Nerd's secret is finally going to be revealed and Becky isn't as repulsed as she thought she'd be. Freen Gip.

"Get out of my face, I don't want to see your face anymore." - Freen (GIP)

Freen adored the company of only one woman - Rebecca. She dreamed of confessing her feelings one day, yet she never dared. This infatuation seemed frivolous to her, and so she chose to keep it locked away. She didn't want to ruin their easy, familiar dynamic. They understood each other so well - friends, neighbors, people who could trust one another. And Freen refused to shatter that, to create awkwardness between them. So when Becky asked the one question Freen never expected, she simply froze. Apparently, the potential discomfort didn't faze Becky in the slightest. Freen swallowed. This was everything she wanted - and at the same time, everything she couldn't allow herself to have. ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ The original story is not mine. It has been rewritten by me and adapted for FreenBecky. Please note: This story contains G!P Freen and many very explicit sex scenes. If this makes you uncomfortable, kindly refrain from reading. ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ Sorry in advance for any mistakes - English isn't my first language.

They were neighbors, but they might as well have been enemies. Rebecca Armstrong had her life perfectly under control-color-coded notes, flawless grades, a future planned down to the minute. Freen Chankimha was the exact opposite-loud music, late nights, and zero respect for rules. Their only common ground? A shared hatred for each other. But one stormy night changes everything. When lightning strikes, Rebecca and Freen wake up in each other's bodies. Suddenly, the control freak has to survive the chaos of wild parties and unfinished assignments, while the rebel is thrown into a suffocating world of pressure and expectations. What starts as a disaster soon becomes something neither of them expected. Beneath the arguments and sarcasm, they begin to see what the other is hiding-fear, dreams, and the pieces of themselves no one else bothered to understand. Hate was easy. Love? That might be the hardest switch of all.