He was dangerous.
He was deadly attractive.
He was damaged.
He possessed every quality a stereotypical bad boy was known to have.
I was warned.
But that didn't mean I couldn't get a little taste.
"why are you staring at me"
"because you're beautiful"
"you must be blind"
"i am"
"then how would you know i'm beautiful?"
"i just do"
warning: this book is so so so so cringeworthy and cliche and poorly written ! written before i had any idea how to develop a story lmao.
slowly editing