Mending a Broken Angel - Slow Updates

Mending a Broken Angel - Slow Updates

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**A BEST FRIENDS ROMANCE** Steamy chapters will be seperate & private! Slow Updates!! Could you forgive a friend who betrayed you... shattered your heart like glass from a high note? Chilli Winters once had a best friend named Maximus Sinclair. He rescued her from the mud, from the bullies who made fun of her name. He shared his favourite sweets, dried her tears, chased away her fears with his guitar when the thunder raged. Until he became Max Sin... the Rockstar. He became her thunder, the cause of her tears... smashed her heart to smithereens. She changed schools, her appearance, friends... her entire life to escape the daily misery. And now he's back. This time, she believes she'll be okay; he won't be able to hurt her because she's ready to keep her heart to herself this time. 🖤🖤⭐️🖤🖤⭐️🖤🖤 The phone's owner is grinning like a Cheshire cat, already pushing buttons frantically as he prepares to go all social media on us, but the man holding me has a smile that outstrips the photographer's by a mile. By a million miles. By a gazillion million miles... I've seen that self-satisfied, triumphant smirk before, in the library when he tricked me into reading out a section of his biology homework. A very embarrassing description of two people engaging in... procreation. I have a sinking feeling no amount of therapy can undo the power of a photograph, the one thing that can tell a thousand words, even if those words are a total fabrication, a grossly misconstrued explanation of the situation. No. I know what this will look like. Me, in his arms. He, kissing up my neck. This is no carefully constructed music clip where we're playing parts; simply acting out a scene. No one will believe we're not romantically involved, even if we protested and explained the situation. This will be concrete evidence in everyone's eyes. Trial and decision by social media. I can hear the ship names now. And Max walked- no, sailed- us right in to it!
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I just close my eyes. Feeling him. Smelling him. Just existing close to him. My fingers clutch at his shirt, like it's the only thing keeping me from doing something reckless. Something completely, irrevocably stupid. Like kissing my son's best friend. And it feels so wrong. Oh God. So damn wrong. But then- His thumb shifts against my skin. A slow, lazy stroke. And suddenly, it feels so right. SO DAMN RIGHT. I breathe in too sharply. Mistake. He notices. Of course, he notices. His grip on my hips tightens. "You always this tense?" I force out a breath. "You always this annoying?" Leo laughs under his breath. "Only when I'm right." I tilt my head, and his eyes are already waiting for me-dark, unreadable, impossibly close. His fingers brush just above my waist. Barely there, but enough. Enough to make me hyper-aware of how easy it'd be to- "You wear this every night, don't you?" It takes me half a second to register what he means. The hoodie. His hoodie. *** 💔 She never expected to fall for him. 🔥 He never stopped waiting for her. 🏡 But some love stories don't follow the rules. Jenny Thompson moved to start fresh. A new neighborhood, a new home, a new beginning. What she didn't expect? Leo Mitchell. Her son's best friend. Fifteen years younger. And looking at her like she's something he's never stopped wanting. She tells herself it's nothing. She tells herself it can't happen. But then- 💬 "I don't know how to stop wanting this." 🔥 "Then don't." 📖 A slow-burn, emotional age-gap romance about love, healing, and the risk of wanting more. ** Taboo. Age gap. Off-limits tension. A love that shouldn't exist-but try stopping it.**

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