♡Empire Academy♡

♡Empire Academy♡

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Nov 19, 2019
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"You can't just do that?!" I yelled frantically at the half naked godly shaped man standing in front of the bathroom door. His towel wrapped loosely around him and water dripped from his hair down to his jawline then dripped and trickled down his chest. My eyes lingered on it until it met the edge of the towel. I feel the heat grow in by my ears and I could tell my face was red. Not that this was my fault. Oh god I'm staring. "But you like it though." He states calmly, shutting the door behind him and coming towards me. I immediately turned my back and prayed he stopped walking. His cold, soaking body pressed against my back and his warm breath traveled down my neck which instantly sent shivers down my spine. Fuck he knows I hate when that happens. "You love staring at me and imagining the things that we can do. The wild things we can do. The places we can go." "I am not going anywhere with you." I state with all the courage I could find. He chuckles. "I wasn't talking about me ash." He says, pressing his body further against my back and using the nickname he gave me. "I was talking about you."
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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