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Kidnapped by Mr.Perfect
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Continúa, Has publicado abr 20, 2015
"Don't move or I'll shoot you."

Jordan Grey just your average high school student. She gets decent grades, plays sports, and is popular.

Blake Russell just your normal jock. Football scholarships, hundreds of national titles and plenty of worlds to go around for wrestling, and did I mention he is all an all-star player on the state division team. Everyone looked up to Blake and everyone was dying to go to prom with him except Jordan Grey. 

Blake grows a liking into Jordan and asks her to the prom. When Jordan rejected Blake, he is outraged. Doing the only civil thing Blake knows he kidnaps Jordan with the help of his gang. 

You heard right, Jordan Grey was kidnapped by the gang leader.
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