It's Complicated, Really (Jordan Wallace Fanfic) - UNDER EDITING -

It's Complicated, Really (Jordan Wallace Fanfic) - UNDER EDITING -

  • WpView
    Reads 1,382
  • WpVote
    Votes 46
  • WpPart
    Parts 4
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing19m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jul 6, 2019
Ever wondered what would happen if you agreed to a deal from one of the most idiotic and charming yet notorious gangster in your town and/or city? Yeah, well, neither did I. That is, until I ran over him in the middle of the street. Whoops... - "Jordan! Don't go into the light!" "Dude, you can't die on us now! Only I can kill you! This chick is too lucky!" "Jordan! You're too young to die, please!" - "You gotta make it up to me, sweethea-" "Kiana. My name is Kiana. K-I-A-N-A. Say it correctly." I told him, grinding my teeth against each other. He just smirked, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Okay Kiana. Let's make a deal, since you owe me one for breaking my leg." I rolled my eyes at this and just shrugged. Then, the mischief in his eyes was gone, his smirk dropped and he looked at me dead in the eyes. "100 days. You're mine and I'm yours."
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Covered Edges
  • Griffin
  • Pulling Heart Strings
  • The shadow ( book 2 )
  • My Brother's Best Friend |COMPLETED✔️|
  • Burn For Me | 18+ | ✔
  • The Art of Breaking Hearts ✓
  • Love never dies - Klaus Michaelson
  • Bastille | DNF
  • Employed Epoch Of Alex Brook | Book 1| Humor-Romance (Completed)

"You're just too much fun to mess with," he jokes, his smile transforming into a glowing smirk. My cheeks heat, but this time with anger. My tolerance has worn completely thin. "Would you let me go?" I ask spitefully. I feel like a broken record. He pushes off of the desk and takes a step back. Before I even realize what I'm doing, I slap him square across the cheek. Shock is plastered on his face, and I'm sure it is on mine too. I stand there in awe of what I just did. It was so sudden I'm not even sure I decided to do it but rather my indignation controlling me. Steadily, Damon's face morphs from shocked to entertained. I immediately regret my action, but I'm not completely stupid; I race for the door like there's no tomorrow. "You'll regret that!" I hear Damon yell as I'm running away. ~Sugar, spice, and everything nice~ A story about drama, sarcasm, love, and twists, with a little bad boy guilty pleasure mixed in between.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines