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Confessions of a Mafia
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Ongoing, First published Jan 21, 2023
Mature
Meet Becca. 

The girl who has everything in life - a strikingly gorgeous face to die for, a lavished lifestyle, and a charming football player as her lover. A happy go lucky person who has been content in just waiting for her future to unfold on its own. Not one to chase over anything as all the good things in the world are instantly handed to her in just a snap of her fingers. Her life is seemingly perfect, that is, until it wasn't. 

Meet Freen.

One fine accomplished yet dangerous woman who is very elusive. She has thoroughly organised every detail of her life from minor things such as what food she would eat or what are the dresses she would put on for the whole week up to the major things such as what businesses she would pursue or where will she be in ten years time. Her future is seemingly well planned out, that is, until she met the person who will unexpectedly turn her life upside down.





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This romantic novel is a pure fiction dedicated solely to the fans of Freen Sarocha and Becky Armstrong. ❤️🤏🏻
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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.