The Bad Boy & the city

The Bad Boy & the city

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You know how people get excited when they hear, 'New York the city that never sleeps'. I could never Imagine my life taking a huge turn by moving into a new city. I am a village girl, I am not someone who milks the cows, plants wheat, don't worry. I am a different girl.... They usually call me silent, the girl who lost her tongue, or a pretty girl. I don't really believe the last one.. as I never saw myself as a pretty human-being... Anyways, I, Ella Hart had never been in a relationship too. But when Valentino Mendez came in my life, It all changed, he showed me a whole new world. "You're poison to me," I said. "Yet you're addicted to 'that' poison,"He said with a smirk plastered onto his face.
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She's rich, the perfect student, and graduating early. He's a heathen, a heartbreaker, and well he may never graduate... These all might be true, but with every fact, there is a detail to be explained. When people can be seen below the surface of their persona your whole view of them and their lives change. Axel thinks he's a hardass, huh? Well so does Victoria. So which one knows - How to Steal a Heart? ╰┈➤ a taste "I'm a mess," I shake my head, "Apparently a mess only you can see," "Only because I'm looking," He gestures to his eyes. "I see you, there's nothing wrong with seeing you." I completely shift myself to look at Axel. I sat in front of him as he looked down at me. This is the Axel that has me wrapped around his finger. Not the fighter, not the bad boy. The compassionate, well-spoken, devoted, Axel Stone that is sitting in front of me. So when the story comes out of my inevitable demise - know that it was Axel Stone's words that slain me. Not his persona or his larger-than-life muscles -even though those are very nice- it was the way he cared for me. The way he set a fire in my soul, a flame to my heart. The way he anchored me.

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