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Romance
beauty queen of only 18 hehe hey there im skylar bethany nicole I love my best friend jai hes my boyfriend to we were childhood friends anyways im taken by jai brooks Ilove you jai bear anyways im 18
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Viscious, cruel, cold -- those are just some of the words used to describe Jade Von Kaiser, the sole heiress to the Von Kaiser fortune. Working alongside her father, she has proven to be the only one worthy of the title, and she doesn't care who she steps on to become the very best. The only person who can take her down a notch is Dylan Sharp, a handsome sociopath with a charming smile and a cocky attitude. When Dylan becomes Jade's personal servant, things spiral out of control quickly as power dynamics change, and Jade is left to question everything she's ever known. _________________________________ 'The elevator ride up was silent as Jade seethed quietly, a considerable distance from me. I sighed and snaked my arm around her waist, pulling her close with ease. I bowed my head and brushed my lips against her cheek. "Are you mad at me? I'll make it up to you," I cooed, kissing her neck gently. God, why did I love getting under her skin so damn much? I loved the cute way her eyebrows scrunched when she got mad or the way her freckles seemed to glow when she was embarrassed. "S-stop it," she said not-so-convincingly as she held her palms against my shoulders. I sucked softly on her neck right under her ear while trailing my fingers up her leg, releasing breathless gasps from her. Just as things were about to get good, the elevator dinged, and the doors began to open.' MATURE: Depictions of sex, violence, profanity, abusive/toxic relationships, drugs, and other mature themes.

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