The room under the floor

The room under the floor

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Heather Oconer is just a normal 17 year old girl. An attitude, nice body, flawless hair. Girls wanted too be her. Guys wanted too get with her. She isn't a virgin and everyone thinks she is. When she was 14 her father was burned alive. She doesn't have a boyfriend. Until she meets the new bad boy. And her life flips upside down. -------------------------------------------------------- Bellamy Blake not your average 18 year old. He has a different girl every night,he didn't stay very long. He fucked then left. But when he has too move too a different school because in his old school he fucked too many girls. So thought he would do the same too a different school. When he was in the office,he just happened to look over and see the one and only Heather Oconer. He new instantly all his rules were gone. All he wanted was too be with her. Someone had told him all about her and that just drove him into a frenzy. When he got his paper and walked too his home room. His heart skipped a beat when he seen her. He walked in and sat down right beside her. When he sees her face more closer he knew he was already in love with her. And he was determined too make her his.
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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