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REVERSED
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em dez 15, 2014
The smoke slowly eased up my nose and I sighed heavily, annoyed. Wrong decision. I coughed viciously from the inhale of the smoke. Her eyes perked up to mine, her right eyebrow lifting centimeters from her eye in amusement.
"Do you mind?" I asked, harshly, soon regretting my tone with her. She wasn't nice, and from what I've heard, she fears nothing. I don't think she'd hesitate kicking me in my face since I just snapped at her, which frightened me to the extent.
Surprisingly though, she dropped the cigarette and stepped on it with her black leather boots not losing eye contact with me. I gulped. Her eyes traveled from my head to my toes, "You have a nice day, geek Marshall." She winked and in shock, I watched her lengthy figure walk swiftly away from my presence. 
From that moment, I knew Molly Patterson was going to be a worry in my life from now on.




Bad Boy meets Good Girl. Super cliché, eh? Let's REVERSE it for a moment. Read this story to see a
Bad Girl meet a Good Boy.
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8 capítulos Em andamento Maduro

She steps around me, hips swaying like a predator's, her helmet fixed forward but her voice stalking me like a shadow. Slowly, deliberately, she slides one gloved hand down the metal tab of her fireproof suit. Her fingers curl around the zipper by her throat. With a tug, it dips lower over her chest. Not just a few inches, no, all the way. The neckline plunges into shadow, nothing hiding the fact that she's crossed the line from race-ready to reckless. From fierce to fucking dangerous. I lean in, my other hand rising. I press my fingers to the collar of her suit. Right at the edge where the zipper ends. Her breath catches, and even through the helmet, I hear it. "You wanna flirt, fine," I say. "But if you're going to look death in the eye and laugh, you better be ready for someone to call your bluff." I drag the zipper back up. "Maybe I want someone to call it," She says silkily. I don't let go of her wrist. Instead, I lean just a little closer, my voice barely a thread. "Then stop hiding behind helmets." -------------------------------------------- Even through the thick smoke, the helmet, through the roar of the engines- he sees her. Not 𝙀𝙡𝙤𝙞𝙨𝙚, the composed girl with the gentle eyes and kind smile. 𝙑𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮. The ghost who races like a warning, the myth with steel in her veins. The one who's been haunting the streets and humiliating his crew, one win at a time. And he's obsessed.