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Dating Mr. CEO by Emelradine
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THE CHESTERFIELD SERIES #1 (THE MODEL & THE CEO) Pretending to the whole world that she is in the happiest relationship with the CEO of a very popular clothing brand industry, Fay Henderson would do whatever it takes to keep her head above water. Everyone Knows Elroy Chesterfield is as narcissistic as they come, and no one, even his family members, dared to reprimand him. When it comes to his 'Girlfriend' Fay, he's even more narcissistic, seeing as their somewhat fake relationship was slowly getting on his nerves. But after a brunch gone wrong, a whole lot of chaos erupts into the surface, and with this chaos, came the out of the blue attraction between boyfriend and girlfriend, as both of them discover what it really meant to actually be in a relationship with the other.
For Your Eyes Only by kaywritesx
kaywritesx
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He was the boy that no one noticed. He was quiet, bland to the naked eye, a total wallflower who sat on the sidelines and lacked in eye contact with those around him though he had the type of eyes that made you feel like you could drown. He tried his best to blend into the background, but what he didn't know was that he was the only one that caught my eye. He was the most intriguing person I had ever laid eyes on even though he couldn't see me. He couldn't see anything.
Two. || 5sos by funklou
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Al Norwest Christian College le cose vanno così: o sei popolare, o non sei nessuno. Ma c'è anche chi, oltre ad essere popolare, è anche misterioso, quasi pericoloso. E nessuno sta vicino al pericolo. Tutti sapevano quello che Luke Hemmings e i suoi amici avevano fatto. Ricordatevi solo una cosa: le scommesse e i segreti hanno delle conseguenze. Dal secondo capitolo: "A me, invece, non sembri un tipo così pericoloso. Forse strano" affermò Avril, senza distogliere l'attenzione dal suo libro. "Due." Si guardò intorno, in cerca di un banco libero. "Due?" "Due." "Cosa significa?" Alzò lo sguardo e lo guardò confusa. "Sinceramente? Nulla. Quando non so cosa rispondere, o quando non voglio rispondere, dico due." Scrollò le spalle, come se fosse la cosa più ovvia e si allontanò. "Questo conferma la mia teoria, Hemmings." Doped!Luke Scene di droga esplicite. Se ne siete sensibili, non aprite.