Taken by a bad boy #TheExclusiveAwards2020
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  • Parts 22
  • Time 2h 30m
Ongoing, First published Jun 07, 2020
Loved by her family, admired by her friends and fans, adored by her teachers. Colette's father is a billionaire, mother, an actress. Boys are dying to be her man, but Colette has shown no interest for men. Until she met Henry Miller......
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This world class jerk is a playboy and despises dating. Drawn by his terrible past, he unexpectedly starts to feel a strange, magnetic pull towards a girl, the picture perfect girl. He can't seem to stop himself from falling for her even though he knows there's no way things can work out between them?
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"Are you implying something?" I lick my lips playfully.
"Yes... no." He stares at my wet lips, his eyes far from this world, maybe hypnotized. By me.
"Spill it." I tell him. He frowns, and stares dreamily at me, "What?" He asks.
"What do you want, Henry?" I test. 
He waits a while. "I've been waiting all this while, for you." He smirks and pushes me onto the bed.
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