Aurelia Hargrave - a, not-so-ordinary, twenty-four year old girl who thrives on illegal Street racing and has all her hearts for the elfin little ones in her NGO - Child Care Centre, which she has been running since the age of eighteen. Weird combination? Well there is nothing in her life which is basic-bland-normal. Loosing her father in a heart attack when her mother ran away with another man, she was left with nothing but emptiness which echoed in her brain like the chains in a dungeon. She spends countless nights looking over the city at night, brooding about her existence, her life. Does she even belongs to this world or is just an acquaintance? And she hasn't found an answer yet. She is shattered and scarred, walls so high that even she cannot see over them. She is a weak hearted person who has build enduring and impenetrable walls around her because she doesn't trust anyone, maybe not even herself. Theodore Raymond-a twenty-seven year old remorseless steely CEO of Raymond Corporation, have had a rough childhood bearing the brutal assault of his father who aimed to make him the best businessman of the New York city, which he successfully is now. He is fierce and stony hearted soul playing with all the powers of the world resting on his finger tips. He has women throwing themselves at him but he believes that he has other important business to attend to than undignified discreditable damsels. He respects women and stands confidently as a "man" who above these cheap entertainment. He loves his family deep within his core but his heart isn't open for stray, idiotic human beings.

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)