Forced to Love

Forced to Love

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Brooklyn Smith was a 20 year old, who loves her family and friends and would do anything for them. She was cheerful, kind and beautiful as well. Aiden Sawyer was 21 years old and a complete opposite. He was one of the most feared man in LA. He was a selfish, arrogant and of course a handsome young lad. What happens when these two opposites meet each other at a club? Will he make her fall in love with him, or force her? And will she accept him, knowing the danger of living in his world? Highest ranking: #1 in targeted
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Bailey Pierce: Rich, strait A's, good friends, always happy, sweet, sarcastic. Bennett Hawthorne: Troubled, protective, couldn't care less about grades, caring. When Bennett and Bailey met, they both instantly had a thing for each other. But one of Bennett's rivals also has a thing for her and will stop at nothing to get her. <><><><><><> "Damn your weak as shit!" I laughed. My face hurt like a bitch but I wasn't going to tell him that. As my hands were swinging around, Ethan grabbed both my wrists and pushed them back onto the pillow on the bed. He picked my body up effortlessly throwing that on the bed. He pushed my wrists more into the pillow which began to hurt. "Say that again, darling." He put his face right in front of mine. "I dare you." His voice was just above a whisper. I thought about it for a minute. Saying it again would be the right thing to do but that could result in a lot of pain. If I didn't say it again though, he would call me weak and a pussy. I am neither of those things so I took a deep breath and repeated my statement. "You. Are. Weak. As shit. What was unclear about that?" I tilted my head taunting him further. <><><><><><> DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the images used however, all of the characters and plot details are my own work. Started: 6/30/23 Ended: 2/10/24 Finished editing: 2/21/24 ⚠️ WARNINGS⚠️ Violence & Gore SA & Abuse Alcohol & Drug Abuse Best rankings #5 in Freshman 1-14-24

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