| ranked #1 | | 4.24.16| | completed | | wattpad featured story 8/17/16 | | winner of a collectors edition WATTY 2016 | "How many times do I have to say this until you accept it? Those people are mine, those soldiers are mine, you are mine." I freeze. "Well," I straighten my spine, tightening my fists," I am not to be owned by anyone, least of all you. And my people aren't either. I will not allow you to do this." "You won't allow me to?" He scoffs. "And how are you going to stop me?" "If you do not call off this awful plan, I will reject you, as my mate." highest rank: 1

He smokes. He drinks. He deals with drugs. He uses women as toys. He beats up anyone who gets in his way--male or female. He breaks every rule and law. He is called Arsen Frasier. He is the original bad boy. And I failed to understand that reality; I failed to stay away from him. I failed to lock my heart from my childhood sweetheart.