Paint The Town Red

Paint The Town Red

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My whole family was killed 13 years ago. Justice were never served, so my life was spared to avenge the people I lost. Im Patricia Ollie Armstrong but I go by Rebecca Graves now and this is my story. ⚠️Disclaimer⚠️ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events are purely coincidental. ‼️‼️READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED THIS CONTENT COULD BE EXPLICIT SEXUAL SITUATIONS, DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE OR ABUSE, OR OTHER 'ADULT' CONTENT‼️‼️ ‼️This story is a girl-to-girl love story, if you're homophobic please proceed to the next story‼️
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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.

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