The Whys (18+)

Leaning against the cold brick, it was colder than ever, since it's already June. Nevertheless, the leather-bound around my arms along with the smoke and nicotine from my cigarette kept me warm. This place might have been long forgotten by the students. I blew out the chain of smoke past my lips turning my head just in time to catch a glimpse of a young girl. I brought the stick between my fingers down and blinked twice, focusing on the direction she headed.

My eyes narrowed, as I followed the girl's movement. Every step she took indicated that she knew her way around every corner of this place. But she hadn't noticed my presence yet.

She walked toward the wooden chair with her head down, delicate fingers wrapped tightly around her arms, a show of defiance against the bitter air. She looked very familiar. I tried to remember her but stopped as soon as my brain sizzled and the cigarette burning in my hand had aroused a diverting thought out of me.

Then she saw me, her eyes widened. A show of expectation that I shouldn't be where I was. As if on cue, she said, her voice came out like liquid as if it could melt the ungraceful icy weather around us. "I'm sorry... I didn't know you're here," she blushed.

My eyebrows caved downward, imperceptibly. I brought the cigarette up to my lips as I neared her and inhaled, taking a long drag, teasing her. I exhaled and the trick of smoke drifted between us. When the smoke faded away, I found her crystal blue eyes boring into mine. I realized she wasn't wearing any makeup, and that she was a beauty. Nope, she was stunning. My jaw locked and my hands clenched. The burning ashes of my cigarette, was enough pain to stop myself from doing something uncharacteristically reckless.

I can see it.

She was innocent.

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What happens when an innocent and sweet Ava Clinn attracts the most dangerous man?!

Warning: Contains depressing and mature scenes. A graphic intimacy that may be difficult to stomach. Read at your own risk.