_randomgirl2323_
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"𝑆𝑎𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑚𝑒," ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑠, 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑟. "𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼'𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒."
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"You are ruining me and my reputation right now," I mutter, relaxing slightly in his arms.
"You think I want to ruin you?" he murmurs.
His thumb traces the edge of my jaw, slow and deliberate.
"Sunshine..."
A crooked smile spreads across his face.
"I already have."
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Alec Donovan is the kind of boy you cross the street to avoid.
Bruised knuckles. Leather jacket. Eyes like warnings.
Everyone calls him dangerous.
I called him Angel.
Once.
As a joke.
Because he showed up when he shouldn't have-
ruined my night, saved my life,
and looked at me like he regretted both.
Now the nickname won't die.
Not when he kisses me just to shut me up.
Not when he punches the boy who touched me wrong.
Not when he looks at me like I'm the only good thing he's ever seen.
I'm supposed to be perfect.
Future designer. Top student. A planned-out life.
My father calls boys "distractions."
Alec Donovan is the biggest distraction I've ever met.
The kind that ruins your lipstick-and your destiny.
But when the world gets loud,
when my past catches up,
when my father gets cruel,
when everyone expects me to break-
he shows up.
Eyes full of something he refuses to name.
He's the only boy who's ever protected me.
The only one who scares me.
The only one who truly sees me.
He Is My Angel... even if he looks like the devil.
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She is an angel with scars.
He is a devil with charm.
And the closer she gets to him-
The more dangerous he becomes.
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