The Perfect Boy

The Perfect Boy

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"You had sex with my little sister?!" the man huffed, frantically pacing around the living room. An expression of utter disbelief plastered on his face as he utilized every fiber in his bones to contain himself from beating the man on the couch into a pulp. "And you! What do you have to say for yourself?!" he yelled at the girl. She sat opposite from the guy, digging her fingernails into the palms of her hands. Her bottom lip hooked by her teeth. "You both are disgusting, get out!" the man rips his tie off of his neck and marches into his room, leaving them all alone in the silence, with nothing but guilt and shame to feel.
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She wasn't supposed to be in his life. He wasn't supposed to care. But fate doesn't ask permission. Hiding from a dark past that nearly destroyed her, she ends up in the most unexpected place living secretly in the bedroom of a stranger, hidden from his family, her name erased from the world outside. He gives her shelter without questions, and in return, she stays invisible. What begins as a quiet coexistence grows into something unspoken. But the closer they get, the more fragile the lie becomes. She's hiding in his room. He's hiding his feelings. And outside their stolen peace, the storm is closing in. Just when she begins to believe in safety, the truth catches up and nothing is what it seems. Now, with love blooming in the shadows and danger pressing at the door, she must make an impossible choice: run before he gets hurt, or stay and risk losing him forever. Twisted pasts. Buried truths. And a decision that could shatter them both. This is not just a story about falling in love. It's about surviving it. _________ A twisted smile spread across his face as he leaned in closer, his hot, alcohol-laced breath over her. He pressed his nose to her neck, inhaling deeply before pulling back slightly to growl in her ear, "You can't run away anymore." he slurred, his voice a sinister whisper. His eyes bore into hers with a mix of anger and possessiveness that made her blood run cold. Her mind raced, desperately trying to think of a way to escape. "Let me go!" she cried, her voice trembling. She tried to pull away, but he only tightened his grip, his other hand moving to her waist to hold her closer. "You're mine," he growled, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "And no one gets to take what's mine, not even your bastard lover".

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