"Say it doll" he said firmly gripping my jawl
my eyes started to water, and he enjoyed that
"I'm sorry..." I said starting to sob
he smirked
"Sorry who ?" his grip on my jawl tightened
I couldn't stop myself from sobbing
"I'm sorry....Jace" he was dead looking at me
"Sorry for what ?" he tightened his grip even more
I'm sure it'll probably leave a red mark pretty soon
"For....for not letting you tou....touch me" It was more a murmur but enough for him to hear
he harshly let go of me, and suddenly disappeared, followed by he's doggies
I could still fill his grip on my jawl, he almost broke it and it hurts like hell
"I hate you Jace Norman" I whispered to myself before standing up and picked up all my school stuff on the floor
Riel downs, a 16 year old girl in 12th grade, smart, beautiful, cute, happy and chy just moved with her mother from new York to a small town. you know, new town, new people, new friends and new school. but what happens when she caught the attention of the town's most dangerous Bad boy?
Jace Lee Norman, handsome, hot, rich, the perfection it self, but don't get to excited, the most important thing you must know about him, he's the Devil him self...
A Jael story
WARNING: My book is literally filled with mistakes. It's everywhere, I am fixing it, even if it is at a slow pace. So please bear with me until all of this is fixed.
BOOK ONE IN THE OBSSESSION & POSSESSION SERIES.
Winner of the Blue Awards.
He grabbed a fistful of my hair tightly and whispered in a serious tone, "Whether I love you or not, you're mine until I say otherwise."
I glared at him. "I am not yours. If you think that I will let you use me then you're mistaken."
"I'm not using you Gemma. I'm just telling you that you are mine whether we are together or not in the best way possible. You know that you want me and only me, you yearn for me, your body yearns for me. You need me Gemma. If you leave now, you know you'll come back to me. You can't stay away Princess."
He wrapped one hand around my waist and pulled me flush against him. He blew in my ear and I shivered. "Stop touching me," I moaned.
His free hand cupped my right breast and I moaned at the feeling of his hand on me. "I couldn't stop even if I wanted to, " He mumbled.
My eyebrows furrowed. "What's that suppose to mean? "
"I want you and only you Gemma, you better start believing that."
He's the definition of bad,
She's the complete opposite.
He despises love,
She yearns for it.
He wants her body; he craves it,
She wants his heart, she needs his love.
Will he ever love her?
Will she ever capture his heart?
He's the Bad Boy,
She's the Good Girl.
His Drug,
His OBSESSION.