Him, Me, and a Little Extortion

Him, Me, and a Little Extortion

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Brown hair, greened eyed Olivia Price was always a rich Daddy's girl. Being blackmailed wasn't new to her. Being blackmailed by Woodway Prep's bad boy however was something she wasn't sure how to handle. Business men and lack there of always wanted money or a business partnership with her father, but Drake Partley...Olivia wasn't sure what he wanted. It wasn't money and it was her virginity. So what was it? Drake Partley wasn't sure what he had gotten himself into when he decided to hold such a secret over naive little Oliva Price's head. All he knew was that when it came to sweet innocent girls like her-mainly her in particular-his heart and his manhood were both screwed.
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Griffin

Elena's life had been peaceful, until the day she was forced to join the Godson family to pay off a debt that had been owed for generations before hers. To complicate things, Elena had captured the unwanted attention of the youngest son of the Godson family, Griffin Godson. Elena is determined to erase this debt once and for all while staying out of Griffin's way. What she didn't count on was Griffin's determination to be in her way. --- So much for a little rest, one hour had already passed. I stretch my arms over my head to hopefully gets better blood flow " Sleeping on the job?" Came a low husky voice My body went rigid. My eyes instantly snapped toward the source. On my bed, in gray sweatpants, a fitted white t-shirt stretches over his big body with one knee slightly bend as he sits comfortably with his back against the bedpost, flipping through my book. Griffin. My body remains rooted on the spot, my eyes peek at the door. I locked it, right? Griffin leisurely places the book back on the bedside table before turning his full attention toward me. Should I make a run for it? " Don't even think about it, Elena. If I have to catch you, I will throw you on this bed." His eyes steadfastly fixed on me I swallowed " What do you want?" I ask instead

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