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HIDDEN LOVE

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" I know!", he said cheekily while I bit on my lower lip waiting for him to bring his idea.
   " Let's be friends with benefits", he looked at my lips as he drew closer to me. I widened my eyes at his suggestion as I stepped back bumping into the wall. He placed an arm on the side as he kept his gaze on my lips, before looking up with his green eyes I had grown to love.
    " Friends with benefits?", I whispered as he leaned in. He nodded and leaned in closer, I swallowed as his lips lightly brushed against mine.
   " what do you say, it'll be our lil secret elle. No one has to know,not even Mr President".
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It's complicated when you put on a fake smile and lie every blessed day. Meet elle, a girl who had a lot of freedom till faith decides to switch. A president's daughter,yet not known. Dealing with her sister's death and also handling her addiction,  Jayden St. Claire.
    He got the attention,the body,the words and definitely the styles. What happens when he finds it hard to concentrate on a girl he's supposed to watch over? Their attraction is a plotted twist only they will understand.
   Enjoy!!
 
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C O M P L E T E D "Date me," he spins the whiskey around in the glass and fixes me with a smirk. I roll my eyes the moment the words roll off his tongue. "Are you really that desperate?" I scoff in response, fighting back the ever prominent blush. His smirk widens as my face flushes red and he leans over the countertop towards me. I step back. "Name your price," he replies, his words cool and smooth like ice cream. Only I would reference food at a moment like this. Anger rolls around in the pit of my stomach; I may not have money but I have morals. "You can't buy people, Grant," The words fall out of my mouth and he recoils as if slapped. I'm glad. Stupid rich boy and his player ways. "Bet I can," I resist the urge to slap the smug look of his face and scoff again. "Right," I drag out the word, rolling my eyes. I step away from the counter and turn my back on him, desperate to leave. But he speaks again. "Date me. Two months. If you fall for me for my money, I win. If I fall for you for who you really are, you win." I consider this for a moment. I have nothing to loose and really not much to gain. But I'm so desperate to put the asshole in his place that I can't resist. I'm a sucker for a bet. "Deal."

Cynical Souls by DramaQueenforreal

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Happy Hour (A Romantic Comedy) by Pollyf79

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I Almost Forgot Him by Jexxyh

My breathing was ragged, and my heart pounded wildly, a mixture of anger, confusion, and hurt churning inside me. "I didn't kiss her. She kissed me." A sarcastic laugh escaped me. "How nice for you! You don't even have to chase after women; they just throw themselves at you. Why don't you stay with her, then? Leave me alone!" "I like bothering you," he replied calmly, his voice infuriatingly smooth. "I like it when act like this. Feisty and hot." He sat on the edge of the bed, watching me. I paused, his words striking a chord. "Shut up!!" I snapped, trying to convince myself as much as him. He sighed, his gaze softening. "Stop being mad. I didn't kiss her." "Oh, but you flirted with her, right? Just like you flirted with me? Is that your game? Getting under my skin until you're bored?" I rolled my eyes, feeling the irritation and hurt I'd buried begin to rise again. He reached for me, but I shoved him back just enough to see his face. His eyes held mine as he sighed again. "No." "What then? Am I not enough of a challenge for you anymore? Is that why you keep another girl around?" [Twelve years ago, she crashed her dad's car while trying to escape, nearly killing the love of her life in the process. Since then, a part of her has been lost. She promised herself that if they ever met again, she would never do anything to hurt him again even if that means, she has to pretend to be nobody in his life. But what if, despite her every attempt to push him away, he continually breaks down her walls? What if those very walls she built are what's keeping him alive? What if she makes a mistake once more, putting his life in danger? What if...]

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Broken Girls And Broken Boys

C O M P L E T E D "Date me," he spins the whiskey around in the glass and fixes me with a smirk. I roll my eyes the moment the words roll off his tongue. "Are you really that desperate?" I scoff in response, fighting back the ever prominent blush. His smirk widens as my face flushes red and he leans over the countertop towards me. I step back. "Name your price," he replies, his words cool and smooth like ice cream. Only I would reference food at a moment like this. Anger rolls around in the pit of my stomach; I may not have money but I have morals. "You can't buy people, Grant," The words fall out of my mouth and he recoils as if slapped. I'm glad. Stupid rich boy and his player ways. "Bet I can," I resist the urge to slap the smug look of his face and scoff again. "Right," I drag out the word, rolling my eyes. I step away from the counter and turn my back on him, desperate to leave. But he speaks again. "Date me. Two months. If you fall for me for my money, I win. If I fall for you for who you really are, you win." I consider this for a moment. I have nothing to loose and really not much to gain. But I'm so desperate to put the asshole in his place that I can't resist. I'm a sucker for a bet. "Deal."