Enemies With Benefits (formerly written by Tristxnnn_)

Enemies With Benefits (formerly written by Tristxnnn_)

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Justin Bieber
Olivia and Justin, two people who hate each other's guts, decide to use each other for sex. But what happens when feelings get mixed in, and jealousy becomes a factor in the game, when it wasn't suppose to be there in the first place? ---- "Just sex?" I asked him while I lay half naked under him. "Just sex." He confirmed. "None of that falling for each other and that sappy bullshit?" I asked again. "Just enemies with benefits." He smirks then smashed his lips to mine. All Rights Reserved // © Tristxnnn_ [Strong language, MAJOR graphic sexual references/scenes, and drug refrences] [NOTE: to read private chapters you have to follow me]
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