"You're a snotty, little brat!" Is what everyone usually calls you. Of course, since you were the richest, or 'brattiest', girl at The Academy. The Academy is really just a huge, popular, school where all the richest kids in the world go to. Sometimes, you wish you were just a normal, poor kid, going to a regular, poor school. Because everyone that was in this, 'Academy' were all either, complete idiots, shy emos, or psychopaths. But out of all the groups of people, there was one boy who would never stop staring at you, stalking you, and yearning for you. You originally thought he was one of the psychopaths, but boy were you wrong. (Note; Cover photo is not owned by me!)
You accepted to go to a High School Reunion Party without really recognising anyone.
You finally started talking with your high school bestfriend and she eventually talks about him,
your enemy.
He's here, he's looking at you, with those infuriating eyes.
But little do you know, he'll throw hands and threats to protect you.
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"I fucking need you, sweetheart. Now." He says as he lays me down. His voice full with barely restrained desire.
He starts unbuttoning his shirt and his mouth is already on my neck as he leaves small red marks and kisses.
I can't believe I'm doing this, I'm gonna have sex with the man I hate more than anything in this world. But as he nips at my throat, a needy whimper escapes from it, making Viktor groans, and making me forget about the walls I've built around me for years.