𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎 Him and I weren't supposed to work out. I should've broke his heart before he had the chance to break mine. Even as much as I hated him now, we were at one point in love. His family had set him up and I hadn't known until it was too late. I thought it was the end of us, but he didn't let that happen. 𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 Isabel was one of the best things that has happened to me, whether she knew it or not. It was her and I against the world. Except my family had other plans when they threw me into a marriage of convenience. The only woman I'd let wear my last name is Isabel, and I made it happen.

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.)