"And then what? You're going to leave again, huh? Why don't you just go back to Australia and go mourn the loss of your dead dog!" I pushed him away as I stomped towards my car.
"Damn it, Cielo! Why can't you understand why I needed to leave you? Fúck! That was the past! Get over it, will you?" He gripped my arm, tightly. So tight, his hand would undoubtedly leave a mark.
"Uh-huh! You're certainly right. I need to get over it. I need to get over you. You need to get over me." I shoved his hand and clapped twice. "Now that that's settled, I'd better get going. I still have a date, you know. I don't want Luke to think I stood him up."
But before I even had the chance to open the door, he pinned me up against it, catching me off guard.
"Naughty little Cielo, aren't we? You need to get it into that pretty head of yours that you're mine and no one else's. Hear that? You. Are. Mine."
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The Bad Boy's First Lady
Teen FictionChancer Alvarez is your modern Greek God; famous for his undeniably good looks and of course his bad boy attitude that has everyone, men and women, swooning at him. He made a mistake years ago, and now he's back to capture the heart of the girl who...
