"Clementine..." his voice is gentle, as though he's reading my mind. He searches my eyes, concern seeps through his features. I swallow the lump in my throat. I don't like this display of affection. I can take care of myself, I don't need his or anyone's help. "I'm fine. I can take care of myself," my voice wavers tow...
Disclaimer - Highly unedited in the initial chapters, no professional grammar, no english translations except for here and there and yes, few problometic traditional dynamics. Please read only if you are up for the above things. ••• An Arrange Marriage Sounds Complicated, Right? Two souls who don't know each other but...
I smiled again, this time I noticed Nick looking across the table in my direction. His gaze was intense, there was something about it. It was intense, intimidating, sensual, but charming all at the same time. Stop it Tessa. Said my subconscious. You two couldn't even bare to be in the same room with one another a few...