Jennie Kim, the cold and ruthless 29-year-old heiress of the powerful Kim family, never planned on marriage. But her grandfather-her only family since her parents' death-had one final wish: for her to settle down before she turned thirty. Accepting her sexuality without question, he chose Roseanne Park, a 22-year-old law student from a respected but far less wealthy family in Australia, and the granddaughter of his oldest friend. For Roseanne, the summons to Korea was sudden and mysterious. She agreed only for her grandfather's sake, never imagining she'd marry the most desired woman in Seoul. Their wedding, though meant to be private, became the talk of the nation-shocking the public not only with its speed, but with the revelation that the gorgeous CEO had taken a wife. Now forced to share a room under her grandfather's watchful eye, Jennie remains distant and icy, while Roseanne's warmth and confusion clash against the wall her wife has built. Everyone envies Roseanne for winning Jennie's hand... but no one knows the truth of life behind closed doors.

Freen stiffened in her seat. A faint buzz suddenly pulsed beneath her-something hidden, electric, impossible to ignore. "Rebecca..." she whispered, low enough only one person could hear. Becky didn't look at her. Didn't flinch.Just propped her chin on her knuckles, eyes lazily scanning the screen as the twelfth department head droned on about Quaterly projections. The buzzing grew stronger-deliberate, calculated. "You're insane," Freen hissed under her breath. Becky's lips curled into the faintest smirk. "You're still quiet, Ms. Sarocha. I'm impressed." Heat rushed to Freen's face as another department head called her name for input. She cleared her throat, adjusted in her seat, and forced a smile. "Marketing is... aligned with projections,"she said, voice steady, thighs trembling. Becky finally glanced at her-hazel eyes sharp, amused. And Freen realized something terrifying. This woman was going to ruin her. Slowly. Silently. Completely. --- Rebecca Patricia Armstrong has everything, power, wealth, and an empire at her feet. At just twenty-four, she's the youngest CEO in Armstrong Industries' history. Cold, composed, and untouchable, Becky doesn't waste time on distractions. Until she sees Freen Sarocha. Freen, the quietly brilliant head of marketing, comes from a world miles apart from Becky's. At twenty-six, she's all soft edges, kind eyes, and quiet strength-the type who slips into rooms unnoticed, but never leaves without being remembered. She wasn't meant to stand out. Becky wasn't meant to care. But one stolen glance, and everything changes. In a world of boardrooms, coffee breaks, and late-night strategies, Becky finds herself unraveling for someone who has no idea the storm she's stirred. This isn't a battle of power. It's a slow-burn pull. And Becky's about to learn, being strong doesn't mean being immune to softness.

Becky padded into the kitchen, hair still tangled from sleep, wearing nothing but Freen's oversized black hoodie that stopped just below her thighs. "Morning," she mumbled, eyes on the steaming mug already waiting. But instead of handing it to her, Freen leaned against the counter, a slow smirk tugging at her lips. "Earn it first," she whispered, fingers already sliding beneath the hem of the hoodie. Becky's breath caught. "F-Freen-" "Shhh." A finger grazed her lips. "Just be good and lean back." The counter was cold against her back. Freen's hand was warm and steady. Becky forgot all about the coffee. --- Description: Becky Armstrong talks fast, thinks faster, and doesn't let anyone see her cracks. As a final-year law student with a sharp tongue and a sharper wit, she thrives on ambition, late-night caffeine, and proving she's nothing like the brother she's always compared to. But when she stumbles into a serene café tucked behind ivy walls, she meets the one woman her charm can't quite disarm. Freen Sarocha is all stillness and subtle control - a Harvard graduate who made her first billion by 26 and then, to everyone's shock, walked away. Now half-retired, she runs a quiet café and wants nothing more than peace... until a storm named Becky starts showing up with half-baked legal theories and a mouth she doesn't know how to shut. Freen doesn't usually take risks. Becky doesn't usually fall first. But there's something about silent touches and slow lattes that begins to unravel both of them. No fights. No drama. Just soft worship, whispered affirmations, and a love so steady it feels like coming home - one stolen moment at a time. ---

"The ice queen married the scandal queen. Nobody expected them to fall in love-especially not each other." Becky Armstrong has built her empire on silence, precision, and a reputation colder than her designer ice-cube trays. CEO by day, fortress of composure by night - until she agrees to a very public, very strategic marriage to the city's most dangerously charming actress. Freen Chankimha is everything Becky pretends not to want: bold, chaotic, and born to wear silk like it's a weapon. Their families go way back. Their marriage is a PR dream. Freen calls Becky "Mrs. Armstrong" like it's foreplay and always gets the last word - in public. What the world doesn't see? Becky's the one quietly obsessed. And Freen? Behind all the teasing and eye-rolls, she's the one melting. It's all for show... until the lines blur Until the cold CEO starts to soften. Until "just engaged" feels dangerously real. And suddenly, both wives want more than the deal. More heat. More heart. More of each other. Because when love starts playing dirty, what the wife wants... the wife gets. ---

Becky has spent her life securing her family's business empire, and when a strategic merger leads to an engagement with Nat, she welcomes it-after all, it makes sense. But everything shifts the night she meets Freen, the enigmatic owner of a bar that feels like a world apart from hers. Freen is no stranger to chasing what catches her eye, and from the moment she sees Becky, she knows she wants her. But Becky is quick to shut her down-she's engaged, and Freen isn't even her type. Freen might have let it go, if not for one unexpected twist: Nat is her cousin. As their paths continue to cross, lines blur and certainties unravel. Becky begins to question what she truly wants, while Freen-who has never believed in love-finds herself dangerously close to breaking her own rules. In a game of fate, desire, and choices that could change everything, will Becky hold on to the life she's always known? Or will she take a risk on something she never saw coming?

Freen has always been cautious with her heart. Scarred by a past that taught her love comes with pain, she's sworn to keep her distance from anything that might leave her vulnerable. Then she meets Becky-a bright, confident woman who's everything Freen didn't know she needed. But Freen's fear of falling holds her back, even as Becky's persistence begins to crumble her walls. Becky has never considered the possibility of falling for a woman, but something about Freen feels different. Drawn to her in ways she can't explain, Becky embarks on a journey of self-discovery, grappling with feelings she never expected.

Campus celebrity Jennie Kim and shy film major Rosé Park cross paths during their last few months at college. (Finished on September 26, 2021) ❗️CONVERTED❗️

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 and Becky - two lawyers, two women from completely different worlds. Becky, strong, independent, and scarred by her past, struggles to trust in love. Her professional life is full of success, but privately, she still battles the ghosts of old traumas. Freen, full of energy and open to the world, faces a crisis that shakes everything she once believed about love. The betrayal she uncovers shatters her world, testing the very foundation of what she thought was a secure relationship. Their paths begin to intertwine in the most unexpected way at a time that will surprise them both. Both women, wounded by their pasts, have built walls around themselves that they refuse to let anyone cross. But sometimes, to open the door to a new life, you must first confront what you've kept locked inside. Will they be able to tear down the walls they've constructed to let real closeness in? And will the love that begins to blossom between them survive in a world full of secrets? Aut.note I got the idea for such a book while watching the latest series about lawyers and I thought that maybe something on this topic would be interesting🤔

Freen and Becky were supposed to have a fairy-tale love. At least that's what Becky thought - until the day her wife has a serious accident and loses her memory. Or at least that's what she says. When Freen wakes up in the hospital, she finds out that she is married. She doesn't remember the day of the accident, but something about the story doesn't add up. Why does Becky seem too surprised by her behavior? Why does Freen herself feel like she shouldn't trust anyone - not even her "wife"? However, the greatest secret is yet to be discovered. In the shadow of it all stands Sam, Freen's twin sister - a woman who has harbored a lifelong jealousy towards her. Now Freen is starting her own game. She must discover the truth before Sam destroys everything. But in a world full of lies and manipulation, love becomes dangerous. Was Becky just a pawn in the intrigue, or is she hiding secrets of her own? When the line between truth and illusion blurs, one thing is certain - this story will not end without a fight. This is a fictional story that has nothing to do with real people! Love🤍