Freen's job had certain rules, show up early, stay invisible, and never get in Becky Armstrong's way. But one unexpected meeting, one unspoken glance, and suddenly the lines between personal and professional start to blur dangerously.

Cold hearted CEO Rebecca Patrica Armstrong Sweet loving Freen Sarocha Chankimha Both are arranged to be married to each other. Will Freen be able to warm up Becky's cold heart?

Freen Sarocha, 26. Quiet. Precise. Untouchable. She keeps her head down, her work flawless, and her secret buried deep. No one at Armstrong & Co. knows she's barely holding it together-for her little sister, for survival. And that's exactly how she wants it. Then comes Rebecca Patricia Armstrong. 24. The new CEO. Unfiltered, magnetic, and rich enough to turn boredom into destruction. She's chaos in couture-dangerous in heels, and always in control. Until she sees Freen. And just like that, the game begins. Becky makes her an offer: No strings. Just sex. In exchange? A promotion. Double the pay. No questions asked. Freen agrees-reluctantly. For her sister. For the money. For the power. But their nights? They're anything but simple. What starts as a cold arrangement spirals into something hotter, darker, and far more dangerous. Lust twists into obsession. Control becomes a battleground. And suddenly, the lines between them blur into something neither of them can name-let alone stop. Because Becky's never wanted anything she couldn't buy. And Freen's never let anyone close enough to try. But this? This isn't just a deal anymore. It's war. Desire. Power. And maybe... something real. Let the games begin.

Becky Armstrong is a sharp-tongued CEO who doesn't believe in distractions-especially not from overly capable assistants with annoyingly calm eyes. Freen Sarocha was hired to manage Becky's schedule, organize her emails, and keep her life running like clockwork. She forgot to mention she's also trained in martial arts. When a sudden kidnapping attempt throws Becky's world off balance, Freen steps in-not just as a secretary, but as a full-on protector. Now assigned as Becky's 24/7 personal bodyguard, the two are forced into close quarters, chaotic travel, and high-society events. But the deeper Becky digs into Freen's past, the harder it becomes to deny the truth: Her secretary isn't just dangerous. She's also dangerously hard to resist.

It's just a contract," she said. But she never warned me contracts could come with collars. When struggling fashion designer Becky Armstrong signs a one-year marriage deal with Bangkok's coldest CEO, Freen Sarocha, she thinks she's trading freedom for survival. What she doesn't expect is the control. The rules. The way Freen's eyes burn through silk and secrets alike. Or the way every kiss in public starts to feel dangerously real behind closed doors. But fake love comes at a price-and in this world of glass offices, jealousy games, and whispered moans under expensive sheets, someone always pays in more than just money. As loyalty tangles with lust and old scars resurface, Becky must decide: Is she falling for the woman behind the contract... or just breaking under her terms? A dark, seductive slow-burn filled with fake vows, power play, and dangerously real obsession. > Fake marriage was the easy part. Surviving her touch is another story.

Becky Armstrong Sarocha and Freen Sarocha are bound by an arranged marriage, not love. Becky is the perfect wife in every way, fulfilling her duties without complaint, yet her heart still carries the scars of being abandoned by her former lover, Charlotte. Freen, the brilliant and devoted chief of Grey Sloan Hospital, loves Becky deeply but struggles to understand emotions due to past trauma. Aware that Becky's devotion is only duty, not love, Freen accepts it anyway. Their marriage survives on responsibility, sacrifice, and unspoken pain.

Have you ever imagined yourself married to someone you've never endured in your life? Rebecca had never imagined that either, quite the contrary. It was supposed to be just another normal morning. Rebecca would wake up, have breakfast with her family, then go to school and get a new reason to hate Freen Chankimha even more. Unfortunately for her... It didn't happen. What was your surprise when you woke up on that fateful morning completely naked, with none other than Freen Chankimha clinging to your body also naked? And worse, Rebecca ended up discovering something that couldn't be real. Have you ever wondered if one day you would just wake up next to the most obnoxious person on earth and discover that you had married her? _____ Freenbecky converted story. Written by ©Horsinha. English translated version by ©Chickenshit86.

Becky has been in love with Freen for years. She tries to confess her love one cold December afternoon, but realizes her love will never be reciprocated. Why? Because Freen likes a boy named Heather. And now, she vents her sorrow in small notes written in her diary. This is a English version of Freenbecky Adaptation Heather The story is not mine guys credit goes to original author @KimManoban_Forever

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.

Becky, a child in the Armstrong family, had a difficult life. Her father's wife now constantly taunted and bullied her, while her half-sister tried to take everything she had, including her boyfriend. However, the most pressing issue was the medical expenses of her mother Phon, the only person who had shown Becky kindness throughout her life and had raised her since her mother and father separated. The Armstrong family agreed to cover Phon's medical expenses, but only if Becky agreed to marry Freen, the illegitimate and good-for-nothing daughter of the wealthy Chankimha family, and replace her sister as Freen's spouse. After getting married, both Becky and Freen discovered that their partner was keeping something important from them. Will those secrets became the reason for the end of their relationship? ◦•●◉✿✿◉●•◦ This is a convertible/inspired story from a certain movie. I just had a thought, why not make it as Freen and Becky's fanfic story 😁