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

Freen sat on the throne like a goddess of war - lazy, legs parted, hand beckoning. "Up," she ordered, voice hoarse. "I need to taste what a hero tastes like." "Fuck, you taste like victory," Becky whispered. _______________ Can love blossom in a world of darkness and eternal night? Will Becky become another pawn in Freen's ruthless game, or will she conquer the queen's cold heart and rewrite their destinies? •Warning BDSM SUBMISSIVE/ DOMINANT SMUT © 2024 Ifyoucouldhealme (All Rights Reserved)

Freen refuses to follow a career in Hollywood and Becky says she is breaking their promise to grow together. They argue for the first time in 7 years. The older one wants to have a normal life, and her partner feels betrayed. So they end their partnership and Becky doesn't even keep in touch. Almost a decade later, they are reunited for a special reason. Suddenly, FreenBecky is sharing way more than lollipops and water bottles again, for their families and friends' shock.

Description: Freen, a cold and powerful intersex CEO, is bound by family duty to marry Becky, a vibrant and sensitive university student. Their worlds clash in an arranged marriage filled with tension, misunderstandings, and unexpected sparks. Can Becky's warmth melt Freen's icy heart, or will their vows trap them in a loveless cage? Content Warning: Mature themes, emotional intensity, slow-burn romance. Freen gip

When Becky's powerful father hires Freen - a tall, cold, dangerously attractive bodyguard - to protect her, sparks fly. Becky doesn't want protection. Freen doesn't want attachment. But when danger closes in and hearts begin to tangle, will duty keep them apart... or ...desire win??

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 🌚.

Freen, a heartbroken woman, seeks revenge on Becky, the one who broke her heart. Hurt and determined, she works hard to build a business with her family's support, plotting her vengeance. Five years later, as the CEO of Chankimha Group, her plan unfolds as she hires Becky to work for her company, setting the stage for a love story marked by mutual torment that will touch hearts. Without even knowing or understanding the real reason behind everything that happened, why she was hurt, and what caused all the failures and challenges that came into her life. Could love, once shattered by lies and betrayal, ever be given a second chance? Is there a possibility for healing, or is it forever broken? No one knows the answer.

Just read to know... also it will not disappoint you promise 🤞 one more thing, this is my own story based on my imagination. last but not the least......... Freen(G!P) Now enjoy.

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.

Becky wasn't looking for trouble-just a night to forget. A calm, compassionate soul, she had spent weeks drowning in silent agony, watching her brother slowly fade in a hospital bed. So when her best friend begged her to escape for one night, Becky gave in. The club was loud, intoxicating, and for a moment, she let go-dancing, drinking, and flirting like the world outside didn't exist. But as her hips swayed in rhythm with the music, she caught the attention of someone watching from the shadows. Freen Sarocha. Tall, dangerous, and impossibly magnetic. With eyes darkened by desire and a presence that demanded control, Freen saw something she wanted-and she always got what she wanted. "Bring her to me. I'll be upstairs," she said, disappearing into the VIP lounge without a second glance. Becky never expected that one night of escape would change her life forever. This A Freenbecky Adaptation Credit goes to real author @asleepunicornsreal Freen g!p Enjoyyyyy Guysssss 🫰❤️