Belonging to the Bad Boy

Belonging to the Bad Boy

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Alessandra Claire. Who is she? She's not really sure herself. Ranger Jones. The one who changes everything. Follow Alex on her journey to self discovery and love, with a little unexpected help along the way. Mature themes; adult language, sexual content, triggering issues (abuse). ---- "Alessandra, right?" Rangers voice was low, raspy and convicting. I once again froze in place, my gaze now reaching for anything other than his eyes. I sheepishly nodded in response, not trusting my voice not to crack as I spoke. "Are you not going to say anything." There was an indistinguishable tone to his voice, something lower and less accusing in comparison to the tone he used when speaking to others. He must not have heard my quite attempt at an apology.
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'You hurt me, And I hurt you. We are forever even.' /// 'So why are you talking to me again?' 'Switch up the scenery,' he replied shortly. I frowned and took a small bite of my ice cream. Only a week ago I was crying in his arms with bruised knuckles at a bus stop. I had decided that would be the last time we would ever even be together. I had thought that it would turn into an embarrassing memory that I would always associate with his name. Yet here we were. He was sitting across from me with tinted lips from stained ice-cream. And this very moment caused me to wonder what more would come from that memory. I was a firm believer in avoiding violence. This is ironic since I was the one who punched a girl. But the more I thought about it and the more I took in Blake's presence sitting across from me, the more I came to the conclusion that maybe something good came from it. And to think, this entire thing was sprouted from one ride home. ~ ~ ~ WARNING: -This book contains profanity -It also has sexual dialogue and very suggested sexual scenes so it may get a lil frisky ~I have already pre-written most of this book so updates should be fairly quick

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