Jake Andrew is a hot billionaire but what happens when a girl catches his eye... He has to decide if he wants to keep his secret a secret or tell her.

She. Grew up with uncaring parents . An abusive and posseive " boy freind when she tried to break it off he'd beat her and she still went back . She strong , smart and brave but he beat her till she would have to take him back but thats about to change she not as week as you think....

"Say it," he rasps lowly against her lips, tugging at the bottom one with his teeth. "Say you're mine." "I'm yours," she breathes. She's Louis' damaged little sister. He's Louis' dominant best friend. After years of being away, Harry comes back into Meredith's life. His protective nature and her submissive tendencies create undeniable chemistry. But, when past demons and new challenges come into play, happy endings aren't always guaranteed. *Contains strong sexual content*

Mr. Styles... Harry... ...Daddy?

"What do I call you, young man?" "Call me Styles, no fuck it call me Daddy." DADDYKINK M A T U R E A U D I E N C E S 18+

I guess we could say that things took off quicker than she'd ever expected them to.

Typical. That's all that comes to mind when I say this: the bad boy and the nerd don't even know each other that well, they are merely friends. Until they find out they share a secret that only causes them to grow closer... Or apart. Gangs are the sight of mayhem in this small, Michigan town. While not many know of them, once you're in you're never out. In the heat of the moment though, anyone can make a mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~•••••~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He was a popular. I was a nerd. He was a player that hooked up with different girls almost every night. I stayed home, alone, and did nothing. He was Ryder. And I? I was just Kayla. *Contains sexual content, and possibly triggering events that tie to suicide, anorexic tendencies, along with speak of self-harm. Mature readers only.*

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

CURRENTLY IN THE PROCESS OF BEING REWRITTEN!