Bastard And His Brat

Bastard And His Brat

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He was a maid's son and that's what he was supposed to be. Nothing more. He is not to be anything more to the Duke's darling daughter. She is an unreachable territory. He is definitely not supposed to be obsessed with her. But when she is there every day, waiting for him, telling him the stories behind those stars, how can he stop himself? How is he supposed to control his obsession when the girl he is to stay away from is falling in love with him? If anyone even has a little knowledge of his feelings, he and his mother will be on the streets. The Duke is not merciful to anyone that touches his daughter. So he kept his obsession a secret. Now she is at a ripe age of sixteen and when his Little Star asked him to be the gift of her first kiss, his resolve is starting to collapse. He is a Bastard and she is his Brat. A love story that started with the stars.
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"why must you be so overbearing and headstrong!" I snap at him "overbearing and headstrong" he chuckles before stepping dangerously close to me. "try protective and territorial" I didn't realise he was walking us back till my back hit the wall "How many times do I have to tell you, Yasmin" One hand circles my throat gently yet firmly whilst the other snuck up my dress, MINE! And I don't like sharing!" his li brushed against mine. "It drives me crazy how many men look at you every day, how they try to touch you", he growls, his wolf clear in his eyes, making mine rise to the surface. "no one looks at me, Clayton you're being paranoid", I whispered; he growled again before smirking. "wanna know what else drives me crazy? How f*cking innocent you are! How oblivious you are to everyone who lusts over you" It was like he had said too much, and nothing else was said as he slammed his lips into mine in the most hungry and possessive kiss I've ever witnessed in my life. That was the moment I knew we would go against destiny to be with one another. Maybe... Destiny isn't actually against us. But if not destiny then who is it?

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