"What is it Becky?" Freen's voice was practically a whisper as she looked into Becca's silver eyes. "I don't want you to hate me..." Becky trailed off again, looking down. Freen lifted the Becky's chin with her fingers, forcing her to meet Freen's eyes. "I will never, and could never hate you. I love you Becky, you know that." Her voice trembled a little at the 'love' part, but it was true, she loved the woman as her best friend and as more. Becky took a deep breath before she licked her lips, looked back up and locked eyes with Freen. "I'm... I'm pregnant." Freen felt as if her entire world stopped and was crashing down around her. She opened her mouth to say something, anything but she couldn't make sounds come out of her mouth. Becky. Her Becky is pregnant. Her heart hurt, her head hurt and she couldn't look into Becky's eyes. Instead she stared at their joined hands, trying to make sense of this.

Freen stood at the door of their penthouse, her duffle bag slung over her shoulder, her breath unsteady. Two years. Exactly two years today-and she was home, earlier than she had promised. Her hand hovered, sweaty and trembling, ready to knock. She hadn't told her. "Freen?" She blinked. That familiar voice. She turned and there she was. Her wife. "Hey.." "H-how..?" Becky's words faltered, disbelief in her eyes. The bag immediately slipped from her hand as she rushed forward, her arms wrapping around her wife. "You're home," Becky whispered against her shoulder, voice breaking. "You came home." "Yeah," Freen breathed. "I am." "God! I missed you.." Becky murmured as she buried her head on her wife's neck. Bound by vows, torn by war. Hurriedly married, Freen and Becky never had the chance to explore together the life they just jumped off after a couple of days knowing each other. Just days after their vows, Freen had to go back overseas, leaving their marriage suspended in time. More than two years apart.. But Freen chose her wife this time over something that she had learned to live with.. But as they're going to begin to navigate the fragile complexities of marriage for the first time, duty still pulls them back into chaos. Will love be enough to survive what comes next? -- FreenBecky AU Marriage, War, Survival and Love Warning: I advise do not continue reading if you're not comfortable with a g!p story. (Becky G!P) Original story Please do not copy

Revenge - To make them pay. But everything becomes complicated the moment she meets Rebecca - Beautiful, stubborn, and completely unaware of the sins her family committed. Rebecca was supposed to be nothing more than a weapon in Freen's carefully planned revenge. A way to break the family that ruined her life. Instead, she becomes Freen's dangerous obsession. What begins as manipulation slowly turns into something darker... something possessive - Freen should destroy Rebecca. She should use her, break her, and finish the revenge she waited years for. But the deeper Rebecca falls into Freen's world, the more Freen realizes one terrifying truth - She no longer wants revenge - She wants Rebecca. And in the world of the mafia, devotion can be far more dangerous than hate. 🖤

Rebecca Armstrong has always lived a charmed life where she was pampered, adored, and effortlessly the center of attention. At twenty-one, she's never once had to chase anyone's interest... until the day she comes home and meets her brother's new business partner. Sarocha Chamkimha is everything Rebecca isn't: elegant, controlled, and intimidatingly composed. At thirty-two, she has perfected the art of keeping people at a distance. And unlike everyone else in Rebecca's world, she doesn't melt under a bright smile or playful charm. She barely looks at her. That single indifference changes everything. Suddenly, Rebecca finds herself drawn to the one woman who seems completely unaffected by her. And Sarocha, despite her icy professionalism, begins to see through the sparkly exterior to the sincerity and warmth underneath. As the family's business expansion pulls them closer and as feelings Rebecca never expected deepen, both women must decide whether to resist the growing tension between them... or surrender to something neither of them planned for.

"..you will look good on my camera, striped to nothing but truth.." ".. I'm not a p*rnstar!.." Becky hissed at the lady Infront of her, who looked like goddess of sin. This isn't a story about falling in love, It's about burning desire.. its about.... Craving like air. Lust like dripping honey. Whispers that echo. Hands that worship. Pleasure like ache. A Body not just to capture in to a lense.. But a soul to be expose bare. Rebecca Armstrong A girl who lived by rules - soft flower waiting to bloom. Too pure to be pulled into velvet ropes, bare rooms, burning eyes. a girl who was never meant to be anyone's muse. Until she met the one who filmed sin like art. Becky was Too gentle for the world Freen sarocha lived in. And yet... she followed. Freen doesn't make films for pleasure. She captures the ache beneath skin. Craving. Power. Helplessness. The beauty of surrender - not forced, but willingly offered. Freen's camera doesn't just undress bodies,It exposes souls. And in that darkness, something bloomed. Something dangerous. Something holy. Love

Title: Claimed By Her Genre: Dark GL · CEO · Underworld · G!P · Contract Marriage Vibe: Luxury Noir, Power Play, Enemies-to-Lovers, Heavy Tension. Bangkok is a kingdom built on glass and lies. On the top floor, Freen Sarocha Chankimha signs lives away for a living. CEO of Chankimha Group, raised by a ruthless aunt to rule an empire with fear instead of love, she doesn't believe in fairytales-only contracts and compliance. On the ground, Becky Armstrong watches her family legacy collapse under that same empire. A law graduate with a spine of steel, she swears to drag the woman responsible down, even if it ruins her. When a setup threatens to send Becky's father to prison, Becky walks into Freen's penthouse and makes a deal with the devil: a contract marriage that will merge their names, silence the charges, and save her family's honor. Her condition is simple: Freen can own her name, her time, her public smile- but she will never touch her without her soul's permission. Freen signs, amused. Not because she believes in mercy, but because she has just found something rarer than power: a woman who doesn't flinch when the king walks in. Now the city watches a perfect love story. Behind closed doors, it's war.

Freen Sarocha Chamkimha, CEO of the largest modeling company in Asia. Rebbeca Patricia Armstrong, daughter of the CEO of one of the largest entertainment company in Thailand. When Freen Sarocha Chankimha is forced into a marriage with Rebecca Patricia Armstrong, neither of them expect anything but duty to fulfill their parents wishes. But beyond the fake smiles and pretending, lies a slow-burn tension neither of them can ignore. When it all began with a deal with their family, it turned into a twisted game of growing feelings for one another that they cannot deny. But secrets and betrayal threaten to crash the walls that they built around themselves, with Freen's past that still haunts her and Becky's heartbreak. In a world where everything is staged, will they be brave enough to fight for a love that was never supposed to exist? ------------------------------ Freen(G!P)

Leena was supposed to marry the richest woman in Thailand. But on the wedding day... she ran away. Now Becky, the unwanted stepdaughter, is forced to take her place. Freen Sarocha hates Becky. Becky hates her even more. A forced marriage. Two enemies under one roof. And a love neither of them wanted.

Freen Sarocha - a cold, powerful CEO who never lets anyone get close to her. Becky Armstrong - a bright and stubborn girl who unexpectedly enters Freen's life. What starts as simple encounters slowly turns into something deeper... something dangerous. But when jealousy, secrets, and obsession begin to surround them, will love survive... or will it destroy everything?

Solo tengo una esperanza. Freen Sarocha. Pero pedirle a la jefa de la Bratva de la que me salve me dejará en deuda con ella. ¿Me entrego al viejo monstruo que me usará y abusará, o me entrego a la diabla atractiva que acabó con mi familia? ----- ADVERTENCIA No planeo dañar la imagen de ningún ldol mencionado. Si esta historia no es de tu agrado no la leas y evita dejar malos comentarios o denunciarla♡ CONTENIDO SEXUAL EXPLÍCITO +18 FREEN GIP