In the quiet northern town, Becky runs Petal & Thorn, a cozy flower shop where every petal holds a piece of her heart. Passionate, cheerful, and grounded, she's built a life of simple beauty-until chaos moves in upstairs. Then Freen entered, the enigmatic, sharp-tongued new tenant. With her brooding calm, sarcastic charm, and a frustrating habit of pushing Becky's buttons, Freen becomes an unavoidable presence in both the building and Becky's head. What begins as playful banter slowly gives way to complicated chemistry. Freen's teasing digs under Becky's skin, but her concern-masked behind snark and deflections-speaks of deeper layers Becky can't ignore. And despite their clashing personalities, moments of vulnerability begin to chip away at their guarded walls. Between nights together, unexpected kindnesses, and Freen showing up when she least expect to, Becky finds herself pulled into a world she didn't anticipate: one of secrets, unsaid apologies, and heartbeats that stutter for all the wrong reasons. As Becky fights to stay grounded in her tidy world of stems and petals, Freen's presence continues to unravel her. But love doesn't always bloom in perfect conditions. Because sometimes, love doesn't come softly. Sometimes, it crashes in like a storm-and all you can do is hold on.

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.

The first time I lost her, it was raining. The second time, thunder cracked the sky. The third time, she was in my bed-but she wasn't mine. I used to believe silence was safety. That if I stayed quiet long enough, still enough, the world would forget I existed. It worked for a while. Until Becky Armstrong walked into my life with scraped knees, a crooked smile, and the kind of laugh that made silence feel like punishment. She was loud. Bright. Reckless. And I loved her-quietly, desperately. I never told her. Not when she kissed my cousin. Not when she kissed me. Not even when she said it meant nothing. So I left. I built a life out of steel and silence. And now she's here again-living in my house, breathing my air, asking for forgiveness I don't know how to give. She says she wants to be used. But I don't think she understands. I don't want to use her. I want to destroy her. And the worst part? I still love her. - Freen Sarocha Chakminha

A tragic romance with suspense-about hidden love, sacrifice, and second chances.

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.

Everyone at Siam University knows Freen Sarocha Chankimha. Third-year Architecture student. Campus flirt. Certified heartbreaker. The girl who winks at you on a Monday and ruins your entire week without even trying. She is loud, effortlessly charming, and treats life like one long performance that everyone is lucky to watch. At least - that is the version everyone knows. Becky Armstrong has known Freen her whole life and cannot stand her. Her sister Charlotte's best friend. Always in their living room. Always with that ridiculous grin. Always joking when she should be serious, laughing when she should be quiet, and somehow - somehow- always there. Becky has made her position very clear. Freen is careless. Freen is exhausting. Freen needs to find somewhere else to be. What Becky does not know - what she has never been told - is that behind every joke and every easy smile, Freen Sarocha Chankimha is the most careful person in any room she enters. Careful not to want too much. Careful not to stay too long. Careful, above everything else, not to let Becky Armstrong see that she has been quietly, helplessly, hopelessly in love with her since they were five years old. --- This is the story of two girls who grew up in the same world and saw each other completely differently. It is slow. It is stubborn. It is occasionally hidden inside a laundry cupboard. It is enemies to something-that-feels-a-lot-like-friendship, and friends to something that neither of them has a safe word for yet. It has a park bench that changes everything, a boy who deserved exactly what he got, and a first kiss that one of them will start and neither of them will forget. It also has a shadow - quiet, patient, unnoticed - that has been there longer than anyone realised. --- Some people love loudly. Freen loved in silence for fourteen years. It was Becky who finally made her stop. Original Story!! Inspired by my own thoughts 💬 💬 😁😍🤣

She was never supposed to be the bride. But she became the reason. --- Becky Armstrong has spent her entire life being the background character in someone else's story. So when her older sister walks away from an arranged marriage and their cold, calculated father needs a replacement - he uses the daughter nobody else was using. No conversation. No apology. Not even a second glance. Becky arrives at the Chankimha estate in Bangkok wearing a dress that wasn't chosen for her, walking toward a woman who didn't choose her either. Freen Chankimha is untouchable. Composed. A CEO who built an empire from grief and guards it just as fiercely. She expected this marriage to be manageable. She expected someone who would fit quietly into the corners of her life. She did not expect Becky. She did not expect someone who pushes back, laughs too loudly, fires back at every cold remark, and somehow - without even trying - starts making the Chankimha estate feel like home. Freen falls first. Freen falls harder. But it will be Becky - brave, unguarded, terrifyingly honest Becky - who says it out loud first. Because she has never been afraid of her own heart. Only of never being chosen. --- A slow-burn GL romantic suspense set in Bangkok. Sharp banter, quiet tenderness, dangerous secrets - and a love that was never meant to happen. But some things were always inevitable 💛

In the heart of Bangkok, where power is currency and secrets are more dangerous than bullets, two women are about to ignite a war of obsession, desire, and control. Freen Sarocha Chankimha, the icy CEO of Ninetytwo, built her empire with ruthless precision. On the surface, she's untouchable-feared by competitors, revered by her staff, and adored by the press. But beneath the polished exterior lies a secret she guards fiercely: the face of a woman she can't forget. A brief encounter at a gala months ago left Freen haunted by dark eyes, a scarred brow, and the scent of rain and roses. Since that night, she's searched in silence, consumed by an obsession she doesn't understand-and cannot escape. What Freen doesn't know is that she's already playing someone else's game. Becky Armstrong or known as Rebecca is no stranger to obsession. As the enigmatic leader of Thailand's most feared underground syndicate, she has built a legacy from shadows and blood. Cold, calculated, and always in control-until the night a stranger shielded her in the rain and then disappeared into the crowd. That woman was Freen. And Becky never let her go. Now, Freen's obsession has led her straight into Becky's sights. But Becky isn't ready to claim her prize-not yet. She wants to see how far Freen will indulge in hunger. How deep she'll let herself sink into the chase. Because Freen thinks she's chasing a ghost. But in truth? She's already been caught in the web made by HER.

One year. That's how long Freen Sarocha Chankimha is willing to cage the stranger who once crossed her path on the worst night of her life. In Bangkok's glittering underworld of riverfront towers and private sky bars, Freen has turned her family name into a weapon. Polished clubs, luxury deals, and quiet violence all move at her command. She is feared, obeyed, and-most importantly-never surprised. Until a familiar face appears in her city. Rebecca "Becky" Armstrong is a Thai‑British designer who swears she's only in Bangkok to work, to visit, to breathe. She has a boyfriend, a plan, and a restless ache she can't quite name. The last thing she expects is to catch the attention of a woman whose world is built on power, loyalty, and blood. Freen has been waiting. Watching. Choosing her moment. When Becky steps into the wrong place at the wrong time, Freen's answer is as simple as it is unforgivable: she doesn't let her walk back out. A locked penthouse, a city full of enemies, and a single offer that sounds less like protection and more like a sentence-one year by Freen's side, under Freen's rules. No one calls it love. Not at first. Set against the neon haze and hidden alleys of Bangkok, One Year to Be Yours is a dark GL mafia romance about obsession, control, and the dangerous comfort of a beautiful cage. As lines blur between captor and protector, Freen and Becky must confront a single, impossible question: when the year is over, will freedom still feel like something either of them wants?

Freen rejected her once. Becky never forgot. Three years later, an arranged marriage ties them together because of a family promise neither of them agreed to. Becky accepts the wedding - not for love, but for closure... or maybe revenge. She doesn't want Freen's heart anymore. She wants her regret. But the closer they get, the harder it becomes to tell the difference between revenge and desire. And some vows are harder to break than hearts. hope you guys enjoy it 😄 beckfreen top Becky g!p By-ykyashu 🌸