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Everyone called me a rich girl, but they were wrong.
I wasn't an angel.
I was a devil in designer clothes.
The city knew my name, and people stayed out of my way. I never cared about rules, feelings, or what others thought of me. If I wanted something, I got it. If someone stood in my way, I made sure they regretted it.
I was arrogant, stubborn, and feared by almost everyone around me. My attitude was worse than my temper, and my temper was already dangerous.
Teachers hated dealing with me.
Students avoided me.
Even my enemies thought twice before crossing me.
I lived by my own rules, and nobody had the power to stop me.
Or at least, that's what I believed.
Until he walked into my life.He is mysterious I don't know who is he