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Freen Sarocha Chankimha is the daughter of the tycoon Anong Chankimha who owns the biggest company In Thailand. Although Freen is now in charge of the family business and while in her care, the business had made a huge hit. But Being the bad girl that she is, she fell in love with her secretary and didn't know how to go about it.. While Becky Armstrong who is working as a secretary at the biggest Anong Chankimha's company had been having a hard time since her parents passed away, she also had hard time finishing college and getting a job to keep her earns and provide her needs... Their love story goes on a rough train but right-ended with time. (G!P skip if you're uncomfortable or face any discomfort) READ AND FIND IT OUT

Rebecca "Becky" Armstrong, a famous young actress, and "Freen" Sarocha Chankimha, a fiercely ambitious architect, share a love that once burned brightly. But as their careers pull them in opposite directions, their marriage is tested by unspoken fears, insecurities, and the crushing weight of expectations. Freen battles the ache of feeling unworthy of Becky's love, while Becky longs for the connection and intimacy they've lost. With media scrutiny and personal doubts threatening to tear them apart, they face an agonizing question: Can their love survive the distance, or will their once-unbreakable bond shatter beyond repair? ---- This is my first original story, and of course it's a fanfiction. None of this is real-it all exists only in my imagination. ---- ((This story contains heavy angst, slow burn and mature content. Reader discretion is advised))

Rebecca Armstrong has it all-wealth, beauty, charm, and a bright future ahead as a business student at one of the most prestigious universities. But behind her confident smile lies a secret obsession..Freen, a cold, intimidating young businesswoman who stole Rebecca's heart during a single unforgettable encounter. That day changed everything. Freen is everything Rebecca isn't-strict, emotionally guarded, and years ahead in the ruthless world of business. Despite her icy demeanor, Rebecca sees glimpses of warmth beneath Freen's exterior, and she becomes determined to break through the walls Freen hides behind. But Freen keeps pushing her away. The age gap. The gender. The risk. As Rebecca balances her academic life and her emotional pursuit, she's forced to confront her own fears: What if she's not enough? What if Freen never lets her in? Will Freen's resistance keep them apart forever, or will Rebecca's unwavering heart melt the ice surrounding Freen's? Or Rebecca deserve someone better?

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.

'Some loves never leave. They just wait for you to catch up.' Book Three of the 'Love Came' Series - Love Came Right Now Freen doesn't ache anymore. She's done hoping, done replaying old memories like they might offer answers. She let go of that chapter. And maybe, for the first time in her life - she let go of Becky too. Now, tucked in a quieter corner of the country, Freen builds a gentler life - one with fewer shadows and more sky. She's no longer trying to shine for anyone. She simply is - steady, clear, alive in her own rhythm. And when a twist of fate brings Becky back into her orbit, Freen welcomes her like you welcome an old friend - with warmth, and without expectation. Because she isn't waiting anymore. But Becky? She thought she had buried those feelings. She thought she had said goodbye. Until she sees Freen laugh - truly laugh - like the girl she once knew and the woman she never got the chance to love. And slowly, without meaning to, Becky begins to see Freen not through the haze of memory - but through the sharp, stunning light of now. And suddenly, something in Becky shifts. Because this isn't about nostalgia. This isn't the past knocking. This is something real. Present. Breathing. And it might be the beginning of a love she never finished learning how to hold. "Love Came Right Now" is the final book in the 'Love Came' trilogy - a story about timing, tenderness, finding yourself again, and realizing that the right love sometimes arrives when you're finally ready to receive it. For readers who believe that healing can be soft, that second chances can be earned, and that love - the real kind - waits until you're whole.

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 lives a quiet, content life running a cozy flower shop tucked away in a peaceful neighborhood. Raised in a religious, soft-spoken family, she values peace, honesty, and simplicity. Her days are filled with the gentle beauty of blooms, the scent of fresh petals, and the comforting routine of arranging flowers for weddings, funerals, and every occasion in between. She abhors violence and holds a deep-rooted hatred for the mafia-an organization she blames for the pain and fear it's brought to so many innocent lives. Freen is the complete opposite. The next in line to inherit a powerful and dangerous mafia empire, Freen is used to walking in shadows. Trained to command, intimidate, and protect her family's legacy at any cost, she's become a master of hiding her true self behind cold eyes and sharp instincts. But beneath her hardened exterior lies a part of her that longs for something pure-something untouched by blood and betrayal. When Becky learns the truth about Freen's identity-and the blood that stains her hands-she's forced to confront the ultimate question: Can love bloom in the darkest places? Or will it be crushed beneath the weight of who they truly are?

Meet Freen Sarocha Chankimha, 27 years old. An executive at one of renowned public relation firm in Bangkok. Freen is a reserved kinda person to any eyes who doesn't know her very well but a softie among her friends and family. She has a massive crush on her long time friend, Charlotte but too shy to act on it.Her life is nothing but full of tranquility until a certain brunette came into her life after becoming their neighbor. Her mom always fond with Becky Armstrong but to herself, this girl is annoying and too perky. Becky Armstrong, 24 years old. A legal representative at Bangkok International Hospital just moved to Freen's neighborhood along with her parents and a dog named BonBon. People who known Becky know how perky this girl can be. Always full with smile and laughter. She fell in love at a first sight with Freen and always constant in Freen and Nun's life. What did exactly Becky's hide under her affectionate laughter and smile? And why Becky did what she did even though her action will hurt her even more? #DISCLAIMER: Everything in this story is made up. Don't try this at home-seriously. All characters and events in this tale exist only in the writer's imagination. Reality may vary.

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.

Bangkok woke up to traffic, tangled deadlines, and a voice that made even heartbreak sound beautiful. Freen Sarocha lived for the radio. A hopeless romantic hiding behind playlists and early-morning dedications, she spoke about love like it was something waiting around every corner. Rebecca Armstrong, corporate queen of Armstrong Enterprise, Cold, content, determined, didn't believe in love. Not until she started tuning in to Freen Sarocha's morning radio show. Somewhere between the chaos of traffic on the road to her office tower, she fell for a voice she'd never seen - soft, stubborn, and endlessly romantic. Anonymous flowers. Secret notes. Song dedications. And soon an on-air romance started that neither of them saw coming. Freen talked about her mystery admirer live on air, while Rebecca stayed in the shadows. They never exchanged names. Never saw each other's faces. Until the night they agreed to meet......but fate twisted the dial. Freen walked up to the wrong table whereas Rebecca was waiting three tables away. She watched it happen - how the heart can tune into the right frequency, only to find it playing on the wrong station. Because in this city, some signals cross. And some hearts get lost in songs never meant for them. A tangled love story of missed chances, heartbreak, and lost frequencies. Will their hearts finally tune into each other? Let's find out.