His Dangerous Ways

His Dangerous Ways

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 15, 2022
"If you want it so badly then bend over Chantelle" "What?" The smirk left my face " you're done with simon. Now me, who's next Sebastian?" He smirked " excuse you?" Did he just think that i came here to sleep with him? Anger boiled inside of me and my stomach knotted " I'm sure you've been giving it to everyone-" My palm came in contact with his cheek His head twisted to the side from the impact and my hand stung Tears began forming in my eyes as i went to walk away he tightened his grip around my arm "Let go!" My breath hitched as he came closer to me and his breath hit my face. He smelled like liquor and cologne and i was suddenly frozen in place. * * * After her horrible past in her town, Chantelle decided she wants to move away and start over and that's when she moved to California. Chantelle thought she was away from trouble. That is until she met, Vincent Miller. The dark-haired boy with tattoos is moody, cocky and knows exactly how to bother Chantelle. She knows he's trouble. But something about him keeps pulling her in. Did Chantelle really think she escaped her past? Or is she falling into more new issues ?
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"I'm fine," I state rather bluntly. "You don't look fine." "Then stop looking." He chuckles, and damn does he. His voice is dessert for the ears, his face is candy for the eyes. If I wasn't so pissed off I might've swooned over him. "How can I? When an angel is so close to me," He smirks. I fully turn myself towards him this time. "Were you there? That night?" I have to know before I think about him in the light any longer. "No." He doesn't even hesitate, "But my father was," "If I may ask, what in the hell prompted him to take my brother from a car accident?" He plasters on a tight-lipped grin, a small tick in his chin. "That's the thing, Hermosa, that night was everything but an accident." (Beautiful) --- This is a small intercept from Beautifully Broken. If you decided to read it I hope you enjoy!

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