Marrying a Bastard? [A FREENBECKY AU STORY]

Chapter 14💋: Care for a dance?

*** Disclaimer: I'm so sorry in advance for grammatical errors you might encounter, English is not my first language, please bare with me. Thank you :)

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Freen slid into the driver's seat and exhaled deeply, feeling the day's pressure slowly disappear. Her car's familiar scent, a combination of leather and her favourite perfume, surrounded her in warmth and familiarity.

She left her men doing their job in the abandoned building, making sure they never bat an eye to every move of Seng Wichai.

Freen feels confident that Seng won't take any action that would upset her. Given that he will undoubtedly not like all the pain and suffering that awaits him, if ever. Before she decided to kill him.

As she navigated through the busy streets, the city buzzed with life around her. The drive home was a chance for Freen to unwind and transition from her professional persona to her personal life. She tuned into her favorite playlist, the soothing melodies providing a soundtrack to her journey. The familiar streets passed by, each turn bringing her closer to the comfort of home.

As she pulled into the driveway of their house, a smile tugged at Freen's lips. Opening the front door, Freen was greeted by the comforting warmth of home-the aroma of a home-cooked meal wafted from the kitchen, and soft lighting created a cozy ambiance. She kicked off her shoes, feeling the plush carpet beneath her feet as she made her way to the heart of the house.

"Wow" she said, looking at her wife from the kitchen countertop.

"Oh hey, you're back." Becky greeted, making her way towards Freen.

"Yeah"

Becky reached out and gently began to remove Freen's suit jacket, "You're just in time for dinner" she said.

Freen let out a soft sigh of relief as the fabric of her jacket loosened, the weight of the day seeming to lift off her shoulders.

"Hmm, what's the occasion?" She asked, seeing the fancy dinner Becky prepared.

"Well, you'll have to wait and see."

Both of them look at each other. A subtle smile played on Freen's lips, a reflection of the joy and happiness she felt. In response, Becky's smile widened. Their exchange of smiles was more than a fleeting gesture-it was a silent affirmation of their forming bond.

As they sat on the table, "Guess what?" Becky started.

Freen looked at her, curiosity evident in her expression, "What?"

"I got a job at SF enterprise" Becky said, a smile playing on her lips.

Freen smile, raising her glass of wine to her lips. "Really? That's wonderful."

"It's like crazy. Cause I totally thought Risa was gonna fail me. And even my dad paid my mom's medical bill. I feel like my life is taking a complete flip and everything is going really well!" Becky beamed, her heart swelling with happiness .

Freen listened attentively, her smile never leaving her lips as she nods her head.

"Freen, I think you bring me good luck." Becky added.

Freen was stunned by Becky's thoughtful gesture. She look at her, not sure to what words she will say.

"Ahh..yeah" she said as she took a sip.

Freen's mind wandered, lost in a sea of thoughts and contemplation.

She gulp her drink. The wine felt comforting against her lips, its smooth texture and complex flavors inviting her to linger in the moment. She savored each sip, allowing the rich notes to dance on her palate, a symphony of flavors that mirrored the depth of her thoughts.

With a contented sigh, Freen set down her glass, "Look, Becky, the thing is-"

"Cheers!"

Freen's words hang in the air as Becky cut what she was saying.

She let out a sigh, she could do nothing but lift her glass of wine again. "Yeah, cheers." she said with her force smile.

They continued to enjoy their dinner, the conversation turned to plans and dreams for the future. Becky shared her excitement about the new job. They talked late into the evening, savoring the delicious meal and the joyous news that had brought an extra layer of happiness to their dinner.

Becky couldn't help but feel grateful for Freen's support and encouragement. Their shared moments of celebration, feels like this dinner filled with love and excitement, were what made their forming bond even stronger.

After some time, It was obvious to both of them that they were already drunk.

Freen was about to pour more wine into her glass but it turned out that they had already finished the bottle, "Oh wow. I think we need another one."

They both stood up, with Freen going to the cupboard to get more wine and Becky walking to the cassette player to play some music.

As the music swirled around the dimly lit room, Freen found herself drawn to her wife. She's now sitting on their sofa.

With a playful glint in her eyes and a slight sway in her step, Becky couldn't resist the urge to dance with Freen.

With a mischievous smile, she made her way to Freen, her heart fluttering with anticipation.

"Care for a dance?" Becky's voice was filled with warmth and affection.

Freen's face broke into a radiant smile as she took Becky's hand, her heart skipping a beat at the sight of her beautiful wife.

Together, they made their way to the center of their living room, their movements fluid and synchronized despite the alcohol in their systems.

They danced and twirled, lost in their own world. The soft glow of the fairy lights overhead added a magical touch to the evening.

As they swayed to the rhythm of the music, Freen couldn't help but admire the way Becky's eyes sparkled in the soft light, her laughter ringing out like music to her ears. She couldn't shake the overwhelming feeling she felt. And in that moment, nothing else mattered except the woman in her arms.

Unable to resist any longer, Freen leaned in slowly, her lips hovering just inches away from Becky's. Their breaths mingled, warm and sweet, as anticipation built between them. The world around them faded into the background,

With a soft, tender touch, Freen closed the remaining distance and pressed her lips against Becky's, a rush of passion and tenderness coursing through her. It was a gentle yet intense kiss, filled with unspoken emotions.

Becky responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around Freen as they deepened the kiss, lost in the sensation of being so intimately connected. Time seemed to stand still as they savored each other's warmth, their hearts beating as one.

When they finally pulled back, breathless and flushed with emotion, Freen gazed into Becky's eyes, "I can't help myself," she whispered, her voice filled with affection and adoration.

Becky smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

The night wore on, and the music gradually softened into a gentle melody. And with that, they both slump their bodies on the sofa. Their laughters are palpable, both laughing at the happiness they feel.

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to be continue.....

A/N: HELLO BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE! 😍 HERE'S AN UPDATE, FINALLY! 😁 SORRY FOR KEEPING YOU WAIT 🤍