The Black Rose

The Black Rose

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I've always been satisfied with the calmness of my existence. Why shouldn't I? A scholarship, a caring mother and a boy who loves me. But what once satisfied me, today makes me really happy? Why this crisis in me? What is changing now? I don't want it to change. If I'd never met that tattooed braggart, maybe today would have been different. I should not have given up my usual life and routine, I would have every day a thousand certainties to cling to. I would have had all this, but... maybe, I wouldn't be happy. ⚠️This story is completely the result of my imagination. Plagues are not accepted or partial total. It deals with topics of great sensitivity such as: DCA, drugs and depression. Enjoy reading at all!
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I stepped forward and asked, "Where do you want me?" It took me a second to realize what I just said. Shit! I placed a hand on my crimson face and muttered, "Get your head out of the gutter! You know what I meant." He laughed, his voice sounded hoarse and deep even when he's laughing. I peeked at him from the gap I made between my fingers. He was close. So close. He grabbed my hand and took me to the bed. Damn! It did sound sexy. His shirt was loose. Too large for me, and it hung on me like a cloth hung on a hanger. He sat on the bed, criss crossed and pulled me to him. ♡♡♡♡♡ Cassandra didn't come to Brinkley mansion to belong. She came to survive the year and leave. Then there's Easton Brinkley. Arrogant. Reckless. Completely off-limits. And from the moment she arrives, he makes one thing clear-she doesn't belong in his world. He has his reasons. And she's not supposed to care. But Cassandra isn't the type to back down. And Easton isn't used to being challenged. What starts as resentment turns into something neither of them planned... and neither of them can afford. Because some people come with complications. And some feelings were never meant to happen ------ ☆ Copyright 2020 @Books_and_nerds (DestinyK.) ADDED TO THE "LOVE, ACTUALLY" READING LIST BY YOUNG ADULT ON WATTPAD! _________ ☆ I DO NOT OWN THE BOOK COVER OR ANY OF THE PICTURES IN THIS BOOK. -THANK YOU ☆ I DID MAKE THE BOOK COVER MYSELF ☆ DO NOT copy my hard work. The rules just became more strict and WATTPAD polices are very clear about it.

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