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"I'll kiss you here," Harry said pointing to Alicia's lips and then his finger trailing down her neck. Harry saw her close her eyes and he couldn't help but smirk. She was just too innocent. "And then...." she breathes. "And then...." Harry hums and presses his body against hers. "I will do this." Harry puts both his hands in her hair and crashes their lips together. After several seconds he pulls back, gives himself a head shake and smiles at his student. "Thats it for now." With that Harry strides away from her, but that wouldn't be the last time.

In a corrupt community, young girls are sold to men as mere objects of pleasure and they are kept for as long as the men desire. But things take a turn when the spoilt son of a wealthy businessman crosses paths with an unfortunate girl forced into the twisted world of Baby Dolls. Baby Doll © Wonderwall123 2013 - 2014

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

El sueño de cualquier chica, mudarse a otra ciudad y vivir en un departamento. Jennifer Smith, pudo cumplir su sueño con tan solo 20 años de edad. ¿Pero que pasaría si al lado de su apartamento vive un chico demasiado misterioso y atractivo? ¿Que pasaría si Jenn se deja llevar por su curiosidad? ¿Que pasaría si pasa algo que ella ni se imaginaba? El chico no era lo que aparentaba.

En un abrir y cerrar de ojos todo cambió. Sus vidas, sus familias... ya nada volvería a ser igual que antes.

[Terminada✓] Arianna Brooks; una chica normal-si claro a hecho algunas travesuras por aquí y por allá-pero ¿Quién no? Cuando es contratada por Modest, management quiere que se convierta en la novia de uno de los cantantes más famosos en este momento de la boyband, One Direction; Harry Styles. Ella no tiene permiso de ser ella misma, debe ser una 'novia perfecta' todo el tiempo. ¿Pero podrá aguantar la presión? ¿El odio? ¿Personas que la juzgaran por mucho tiempo? Y lo más importante, ¿Qué pasara cuando el contrato termine? •| Al final de la novela hice algunos one-shots.|• Portada: @redun-dxnce •[Fanfiction #2~ 29/09/15]•

Ella hace que lo imposible se haga posible. Rebeca es nueva en la cuidad. Harry es cautivado por su forma de ser pero no piensa demostrárselo hasta que su corazón no aguanta más. Harry tiene unos negocios no muy limpios y Rebeca caerá en tiempo pero , ¿será demasiado tarde cuando lo haga? ~ La historia está siendo editada. Está bajo la discreción de el lector en leer. Los comentarios ofensivos serán eliminados y se reportara el plagio.