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(Prologue) In between the verse of growing big enough as an adult and being a teenager girl. In between every one's unfulfilled expectations and my mood swings. In between being a responsible citizen and my childage. Only a month and 10 are left for me to turn 18. Oh my god! Oh my god!... So finally I'll be getting a pass to proof myself as an adult girl fully grown up and matured enough. No one could stop me saying I'm still a child. Every girl dream a fairytale for her 18th birthday. And so i had... On the 18th birthday of mine, waking up with world under my feet... a beautiful wine red coloured dress in the closet waiting for me to wear it and rock on the world... Wooohhhhoooo!!! "Good morning honey, be ready fast. Your friends are waiting. Go and have fun... there's a surprise for you this evening." Just imagine who in a fairytale can say this to you? With such a sugary voice and love... yeah that's true its my mom. And than after a wonderful day out with the cuties, a fantastic party thrown that evening by my king. Guess it...yeahh! my papa. And here comes a twist in the story. The most handsome guy in the party has came to meet me and is my daddy's childhood friend's son. Ohhh that's great. We fall in love as if written by god and planned by our daddys... And married and lived a happily life ever after... Ohhooo guys come back... The story isn't completed yet! That was just a dream every girl has... A girl in a city, to everyone, with all the potential and freedom for her looks like a golden bird... but reality is far far away from imaginations...
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This book is rated R. Please proceed with caution. This is the more raunchy version of the book. *** We stand in silence, as I sip my water, and he watches me do it. Finally, he breaks the silence. "I'm sorry if I... offended you by sleeping in your bed last night. This morning. Whatever." "It's fine. You didn't do anything." He nods, his eyes far away, as if thinking of how to word his views. "I didn't do anything... but I wanted to. I wanted to so badly." I nearly choke on my water. I don't know what's worse; his confession, or how nonchalantly he says it, as if he's reading the weather. "Come again?" I say, thinking that I must have heard him wrong. He shrugs. "I want to f*ck you." Again, he is as nonchalant as ever. I just stare stupidly, my mouth agape. He closes my mouth, grinning at me, wicked intentions in his eyes. Not so nonchalant anymore, I see. "Um, I-I...I don't..." I stop talking, realising what a total idiot I sound like, while his grin broadens. In that second, I am grateful for my dark skin, as he can't see me blushing. "Tongue-tied?" My cheeks get hotter. "Shut the f*ck up." He actually laughs. "Don't worry, honey," he says, his hot breath brushing against my face, shocking me. When did he get this close? "One day," he whispers, now in my ear,"I will f*ck you." I realise that my eyes are closed and I open them. He's gone. I stand there frozen, in total shock. What the actual f*ck just happened? *** When all you know is disappointment, you become your own best friend. You isolate yourself from everyone else. You need no one; love is a weakness. That's the case with me. Then, Prince Charming rides in and changes everything. Except, he isn't a prince. He is light, but he holds darkness; he is joy, but he knows pain; he is beauty, but within him is imperfection and ugliness. He is just like me, but he is nothing like me.

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