COMPLETE Alejandro tightened his arms around her. "Go back to sleep." He mumbled groggily against her forehead as he placed his lips against her skin, the pressure soothing her otherwise erratically beating heart. She hummed in response and snuggled closer to him, closing her eyes briefly before they quickly opened again, momentarily startled. Tears stung her eyes and she pushed away from him slightly. The slither of moonlight that escaped from the gap in between her curtains high lighted his face for her hungry, deprived eyes to feast on. Not believing it, she hesitated briefly before reaching forward to stroke his jaw tenderly, her caress gentle. He leaned into her touch and closed his eyes in bliss. He had missed this. A sob threatened to escape her as she drank in the sight of him. Pulling her back to him, Alejandro placed another kiss on her forehead, his lips lingering there, brushing against her skin as he spoke to her. "I meant what I said, when I said I took my job seriously. I intend to guard you and your body with my life." Cover by @copacetic- Copyright © 2020 @_illuminating All Rights Reserved

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)