this a fanfiction of freen and becky. I always thought what if freen and becky was in sam and mon's universe. what if real and reel were marged together. so this story is about two twins. I won't spoil anything yet. just that it's a freenbcek fanfiction where sam and mon also exists. find out more in the story....

"What happened to your face?" Freen asked. I look away because I can't believe she noticed it, I was so sure she wouldn't because I know she'll get angry. "Talk to me, Beck. Did he hurt you again?" She asked, clearly trying to stay calm or else she'll explode in anger. That's the thing though, she gets angry easily. "I just fell down from the stairs." I said and giggle, hold her arm to soothe her anger hoping it will work. "I know what 'fell down the stairs' looks like, Beck. But don't worry, love. I'll handle it, okay?" She said in her calm voice, trying to assure me but all I get is anxiousness. "He wouldn't dare to do that again." She said, smile and kiss my cheeks. I'm not scared because of what Freen will do to them, I'm more scared of what my dad will do to her. But little did I know who she truly is..

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 is an introverted barista who prefers the hiss of the espresso machine to human interaction. Her patience is tested daily by Freen, a regular customer who orders a Salted Caramel Latte every single afternoon just to make conversation. While Freen sees it as courtship, Becky sees it as a nuisance. After a tense confrontation where Becky implies that Freen is nothing but a bother, Freen heartbrokenly respects her wishes and stops visiting the shop completely. In the sudden absence of her "annoying" regular, Becky finds her routine feeling empty. She realizes that Freen's persistence wasn't irritation-it was affection. The story follows Becky's journey from relief to regret, as she navigates her own shyness to find Freen and turn their "salted" beginning into a sweet ending. -- I am thrilled to announce the release of my 3rd FreenBecky novel. This story is a true labor of love and a testament to my dedication to the Girl Love (GL) genre. The incredible enthusiasm you showed for my previous novels provided the inspiration I needed to bring this new world to life. I can't wait for you to experience every twist and turn I've prepared for you ❤️

Freen and Becky have always been inseparable-neighbors, best friends, and the kind of constant that doesn't need words. Becky is always there: saving her a seat, tightening her helmet strap, sharing soup on quiet nights, and flashing the porch light across the yard so Freen never feels alone. But when a new classmate, Heng, starts pulling at Freen's attention, Becky's protectiveness sharpens into something harder to ignore. What looks like simple care begins to feel like something more-something Freen can't quite name, and something Becky refuses to admit. Between library afternoons, balcony talks, and unspoken messages that pass in the dark, Freen begins to realize that not all love is loud. Sometimes it lives in the things left unsaid, the choices made in silence, the line drawn and redrawn between just friends and something else. Because in the end, it's not about coffee, or noodles, or study notes. It's about her. It's always been about her. Because it's you.

One Shot Story

[COMPLETED] "Let see...I'm gonna make this year as your living hell Sapalocha" - Becky Armstrong "Oh mark my words, I'm gonna make yours even worse Dora" - Freen Sarocha Two rivals One same feelings? 18+!

A story about how fate bring two random person made their path cross each other. Becky Armstrong, who has only one thought in her mind, Freen Sarocha. Better read the story, to know how their life goes.

Freen Sarocha, a photographer who doesn't have hope for rich people, fall for a rich, medical student Rebecca Armstrong. The story is about two persons fall in love, and ready to fight for their love. This is how their story start , lets see in which way their love lead.