Better Alone  [ previously - Hurt ]

Better Alone [ previously - Hurt ]

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"Take my hand and I'll show you what love is." She took it. He let her go. ~ "I know I can treat you better than he can And any girl like you deserves a gentleman Tell me why are we wasting time On all your wasted crying When you should be with me instead" He sang along with the singer, looking directly in her eyes. She left him for him. He left her for her. ~ They were dancing under the lights. He was mesmerized by her eyes, and she, by his soul. And when he promised that he won't let her go, She believed him. But soon, she realised, she was Better Alone.
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WARNING: My book is literally filled with mistakes. It's everywhere, I am fixing it, even if it is at a slow pace. So please bear with me until all of this is fixed. BOOK ONE IN THE OBSSESSION & POSSESSION SERIES. Winner of the Blue Awards. He grabbed a fistful of my hair tightly and whispered in a serious tone, "Whether I love you or not, you're mine until I say otherwise." I glared at him. "I am not yours. If you think that I will let you use me then you're mistaken." "I'm not using you Gemma. I'm just telling you that you are mine whether we are together or not in the best way possible. You know that you want me and only me, you yearn for me, your body yearns for me. You need me Gemma. If you leave now, you know you'll come back to me. You can't stay away Princess." He wrapped one hand around my waist and pulled me flush against him. He blew in my ear and I shivered. "Stop touching me," I moaned. His free hand cupped my right breast and I moaned at the feeling of his hand on me. "I couldn't stop even if I wanted to, " He mumbled. My eyebrows furrowed. "What's that suppose to mean? " "I want you and only you Gemma, you better start believing that." He's the definition of bad, She's the complete opposite. He despises love, She yearns for it. He wants her body; he craves it, She wants his heart, she needs his love. Will he ever love her? Will she ever capture his heart? He's the Bad Boy, She's the Good Girl. His Drug, His OBSESSION.

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