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)

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘈 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦.

"𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑖𝑠 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔" ❥ As soon as I walk into the kitchen I'm greeted with the smell of fresh pancakes, and the pantie dropping sight of Elias cooking shirtless. His back muscles flex every time he flips another fluffy pancake. "Come here darling" He says, somehow not having to even turn around to know it's me. I happily walk over to him, standing behind him so that I can run my hands along his toned back. I hear the sound of the oven turning off before he turns to face me. Elias buries his head into my neck to leave small kisses while his arms wrap around my waist. As I'm enjoying the peaceful embrace of Elias and his mouth on my skin, the unexpected, cold, harsh slap to my ass has me inhaling sharply and wincing into Elias' shoulder. "Ares!" Elias sharply scolds the now chuckling man behind me. "Sorry baby" Ares whispers in my ear as he rubs the now sore spot he slapped. I turn my head so I can sneak a quick kiss from him which he happily accepts, deepening it a little before pulling away and snatching a pancake off the pan which earns a few curses from Elias. Ares let's me have a bite first before running off so Elias doesn't beat his ass. "They're so good love" I tell him before giving him a kiss, gaining his attention again. ❥ "𝐼 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼'𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛" - - - - - This book contains light bdsm and heavy smut, it's also fast-paced so don't say anything about stuff happening too fast cause I warned you and I don't care <3

"𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴." 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠