"I love to taste you, but I hate kissing you" Chris admitted, his words cut me deeper than one thousand knives. He refuses to love me, but loves to touch me. "Truth or dare Chris?" I ask in between sloppy kisses, loving the way that his hands roamed my body. "Dare" he says, as he began to suck on my neck. "I dare you to love me" I say, feeling his smile press against my neck before saying the most dreadful words. "Never, Lucie" When Chris and Lucie meet, he couldn't stand the way that she holds herself, so beautiful but so fragile as she waited to be loved. He wanted to ruin her in more ways than one. Drug dealers and secrets are never a good mix, and when you start sleeping with one, the outcome is only imaginable. What harm can be done when it's just sex? 489 Pages #12- Hate #5- Truthordare 100k- 4/3/21 Editing- 1/6/22