"..you will look good on my camera, striped to nothing but truth.." ".. I'm not a p*rnstar!.." Becky hissed at the lady Infront of her, who looked like goddess of sin. This isn't a story about falling in love, It's about burning desire.. its about.... Craving like air. Lust like dripping honey. Whispers that echo. Hands that worship. Pleasure like ache. A Body not just to capture in to a lense.. But a soul to be expose bare. Rebecca Armstrong A girl who lived by rules - soft flower waiting to bloom. Too pure to be pulled into velvet ropes, bare rooms, burning eyes. a girl who was never meant to be anyone's muse. Until she met the one who filmed sin like art. Becky was Too gentle for the world Freen sarocha lived in. And yet... she followed. Freen doesn't make films for pleasure. She captures the ache beneath skin. Craving. Power. Helplessness. The beauty of surrender - not forced, but willingly offered. Freen's camera doesn't just undress bodies,It exposes souls. And in that darkness, something bloomed. Something dangerous. Something holy. Love

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"..please bec, punish me, hurt me for betraying you, but please don't leave me in this world.." Freen was sobbing on the floor, the guilt was too much to bare, but fear of losing the love of her life was greater. "..You left me when I needed you the most, freen.." Becky said with a soft but weak smile. This freenbecky story is inspired by "A Month to Live" by Stephen Crotts. But I have add the plot in my own way so you guys need to trust me. hope you enjoy it 😉❤️

𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤, 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐡𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

Rebecca Armstrong is a machine. As the most ruthless, brilliant corporate attorney in Bangkok, she has built impenetrable walls around her life. To keep her suffocating, billionaire family off her back, she entered an ironclad fake marriage with her gay best friend. It was the perfect, emotionless arrangement. Until the ghost she spent eight years searching for buys her law firm. Sarocha "Freen" Chankimha used to be the untouchable campus menace. Now, she is a terrifyingly wealthy, incredibly dangerous corporate CEO. Eight years ago, Freen took the fall for a violent crime to protect Becky's flawless reputation, vanishing into the dark to let her Princess shine in the light. Now, Freen is back to reclaim what belongs to her. But when she discovers Becky is married-and allegedly pregnant-the fiercely possessive CEO is forced to step back. What Freen doesn't know is that the marriage is a legal shield, the baby is a vindictive lie, and Becky is furious enough to use both to completely destroy the woman who abandoned her. It's a high-stakes game of corporate chess, toxic jealousy, and lethal attraction. But when the red flag you're supposed to run from is the only person who can make your heart beat... how long can you keep the walls up?

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 💛

Freen Sarocha Chankimha is the world's most powerful self-made billionaire, the visionary behind the global empire FSC Fashion. At twenty-seven, she is an icon of grace and success-but the runway is a lie. Behind the high-fashion front, Freen is the calculated leader of Thailand's most feared mafia syndicate. Becky Armstrong is the daughter of the British Ambassador, a law student with a future as bright as her pedigree. She lives a life of order, justice, and privilege-until her father, John Armstrong, makes a fatal mistake. To cover a trail of government corruption, he takes a loan from the wrong person. When the debt comes due and the money is gone, the "Billionaire" comes to collect. When Freen storms the Armstrong mansion, she doesn't want the money. Her eyes land on Becky, and the ultimatum is set: The debt is cleared if Becky becomes her wife. The wedding is a cold, hollow ceremony of hatred. Becky loathes the woman who bought her; Freen is enchanted by the girl she trapped. They live as enemies under one roof, bound by a contract that strictly forbids Freen from touching her. But one night, a haze of alcohol burns through the resentment. The wall of "never" crumbles as the physical distance closes. When they sober up mid-clinch, they discover the one thing they can't deny: they are a disaster in every room of the house, but they are perfection in the bedroom. --- The debt is paid. The marriage is a warzone. But the sex? That's the only thing they aren't fighting about.

Prologue: In the city that never sleeps, two women lived parallel lives, their paths destined to cross in a way that would alter their futures forever. Becky, a high-powered attorney, had it all: wealth, prestige, and a reputation for being unbeatable in the courtroom. Her life was a masterfully crafted facade, every detail meticulously managed to convey perfection. Freen, on the other hand, existed in the shadows, her life a mere whisper of its former self. A prostitute, she had long since lost count of the men who had used her body, leaving her soul battered and bruised. Their worlds were lightyears apart, yet fate had other plans. A chance encounter would set off a chain reaction, shattering the illusions of their lives and revealing the true depths of their hearts. As their paths converged, the lines between right and wrong began to blur. The question was, would they find a way to bridge the gap between their two worlds, or would the secrets and lies that surrounded them tear them apart?

"Mon, please. This is the only solution we could think of to save ourselves, it is a wonder that they even consider it. Please Mon, please marry their granddaughter." As soon as I hear it I don't know what I should think of, or what I should do. All I could think of is that I know to myself that my future doesn't belong to me anymore. In this type of life, you get to sacrifice one's life in order to save the entire bloodline. Unfortunately in this lifetime, it's me. "Please, Dad. There should be another solution, right? There should be!" I exclaimed, clearly panicking. "They compromised that much, it's the last option there is with the least damage. Don't worry, darling. The final decision is from their granddaughter, if she gets to dislike you after 5 months she can stop the marriage. For now, you just have to be stuck with her for 5 months." I wanna be selfish. I badly want to but if I do, what will happen to my family right? I'd have to do it and hopefully, she will stop the marriage herself. "Okay." I said, hopelessness is evident in my voice. I have no way out, I have to do it.

The sequel of Unveiling the Unknown After the legal separation from Freen, Becky shifted to England with Nop in the hope of a fresh beginning but her heart knows it was owned by Freen, always. Freen now has the responsibility to take care of the gift Becky left behind for her. What will happen when these two meet again? Will they rekindle their love? What was the gift Becky left behind? Explicit content ⚠️ 🔞🔞🔞 Freen G!P Readers under 18 years old kindly refrain from reading