Under The Bad Boys Protection

Under The Bad Boys Protection

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Dec 28, 2021
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Romance
My life isn't easy. I wish that I could be that girl who's only worry is that they haven't completed a homework assignment on time. Or that they haven't caught up with the new episode of whatever TV show people watch these days. But, me? My life used to be full of joy and laughter. My home used to be warm and loving. And my father. Well he used to be a father. Now? I'm tired. I'm tired of the abuse. The loneliness. Of life. Rosalie Winters is a seventeen year old girl who suffers through her fathers torment everyday for the past five years, since her mothers death. With no happiness, no freedom and no hope, Rosalie starts to give up. Until a new family comes to town. The Jenkins. Rumours have made their way through the hallways of Rosalie's high school about that certain family and Rosalie intends to avoid them at all costs. But when she is face to face with Carter Jenkins, her whole world turns upside down. ****************************************** Cover by @ishapandey
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"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.

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