What does that clown, that little professor with a small dick, think of himself? No one is going to talk to her like that. No, no one is going to talk to her at all. She's mine. Damn... what's happening to me? I'm picturing her face when that idiot yelled at her, and it's squeezing my heart.
She thinks I don't know her but I know who she is. I've always wanted her, but she never saw me. She played around with that Ryan, who has a clearly paved path to endless wealth, and didn't even look my way. I was so pathetic, constantly jumping into her line of sight, but she never even glanced in my direction, and now, years later, she still doesn't recognize me.
I remember how we often visited Ryan's father's house with my dad, who begged him to protect our family's name. He would always laugh at my dad, and it ended with my dad taking his own life. Because of that bastard Leah Rowen. I watched the garden, observing how his son Ryan played with the most beautiful being. Even at twelve, she was perfect. She constantly amazed me, and I would just sit quietly, noticing how she shied away from any interaction with outsiders.
Although, something has changed. Her eyes, they finally see me now. I'm starting to lose my mind over her. How is it possible that she's so amazing? That body, that smile, her eyes... her voice. I'm lucky to have found her again. Even though that luck is only on my side.
How is it possible that someone like her never spends time with anyone other than Ryan, that idiot, the future king of underworld in this city? Can't she see that? Does she crave wealth and power that much? But you know what? Let her think that, my poor girl. She will be mine. She's mine.
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Unfriendly | dark romance 🖤
Storie d'amoreThose dark eyes. Why do they keep watching me? They scare me, but I want to know them.🖤 Unfriendly is a dark academia romance, so sensitive readers are advised to avoid this book. English is not my native language, so I would appreciate any comment...