Perfect Biology

Perfect Biology

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"Little señorita perfecto scared to be seen with a Latino bad culo?" He whispers into my ear. "Of course not. And I'm not a perfect" I answer a little to quickly making him laugh and a shiver went down my back. The good kind to. "What are you doing to me?" "Noting mi hermosa" he whispers and steps away from me. "Nothing that you don't want" and then he walked out of the room leaving me alone in the dark with only my thoughts. ࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇ Ciro Rodriguez is the bad boy player but he's also Latino. For years he's been in 'Demon Angels' gang. His home life is anything but perfect. Now enter Melody Hebert the head cheerleader and little miss perfect. Or so everyone thought. No one knows the true Melody. What could these two have in common? Only their Biology class...or so they thought. ࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇࿇ A/N- Please read. I know it might suck but I'm going to try my best. Thank you for reading. Also the Spanish translation might be wrong, but I will fix it later on once I finish the book so please don't get mad if something doesn't make sense in Spanish just ask what it is supposed to mean and I will tell you.
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"Madeline you have no idea what you do to me huh?" He asked stepping closer to me causing my back to collide with the wall. "Every time I close my eyes all I see is you, whenever I go to sleep the last person I think of is you. You have put a- a spell on my head to make me obsessed with your every being. I say this with all of my heart Madeline Victoria Saint, you have trapped me, I am a stuck man and the only thing I can worry about is you, and your scent, and how good you probably taste." He grabs my jaw and wraps his arm around my back. "Please, let me taste you." _____________ I don't have time to worry about love. Shit, I don't have time for myself. The only thing I have time for is taking care of Tatum, my nineteen year old brother. I don't want to love Santiago. But when he stares at me, and when his lips brush against mine, I can't help but feel entrapped by him. She's all I think about. Well, her and her family. It might be in her last name, but Madeline is no Saint. She's just like me. She wants to deny it but when I look into her big, brown eyes, all I see is the same dark intentions I have. She wants me. But she won't admit it. And I will destroy the earth, just to get her to say it.

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