Broken Rules, Blurred Lines

Broken Rules, Blurred Lines

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Room 321 isn't just a dorm - it's a war zone. Mason is the kind of guy everyone notices-smart, sharp-tongued, and dangerously charming. Well known for making sure everyone has a good night, and not just at parties, he's great in bed. Not to say he's not focused on his studies he still manages to find time to keep his GPA above a 3.5. Then Kai moves in. Rich, effortlessly cocky, and dripping with a confidence that's impossible to ignore, Kai doesn't just enter a room-he owns it. With a smirk that challenges and eyes that dare you to call his bluff, he's the perfect storm Mason didn't know he needed... or didn't want. Thrown together in a cramped dorm room for nine months, their worlds collide in a volatile mix of sharp barbs, late-night dares, and moments so electric neither can ignore. Kai pushes Mason's buttons in ways no one else ever has. Mason fights back, refusing to let a self-involved prince walk over him. But beneath the teasing and the tension, something deeper flickers, threatening to turn their carefully guarded lives upside down. Kai's eyes flicked up, dark and mischievous, as he stepped just close enough to steal Mason's space without quite crossing the line. His voice dropped to a low, teasing murmur. "So," Kai said, a slow smirk tugging at his lips, "what happens when the guy who's always chasing suddenly becomes the one being chased?" Mason swallowed hard, trying not to let the heat rise in his cheeks. "Pretty sure I'd still win." Kai laughed, soft and low, like he was already enjoying the game. His fingers brushed Mason's arm-a deliberate, slow touch that sent a spark straight through him. "Confidence is cute," Kai teased, "but I've got a few tricks you haven't seen yet." The tension between them tightened, thick enough to taste, and Mason realized maybe this game wasn't as one-sided as he thought.
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This is the rewritten (better!) version of Boys Will Be Boys DISCLAIMER: This book will contain foul language and general idiocy. I started writing this almost six years ago, and many of the writing techniques and actual content are no longer representative of me as a writer. Nonetheless, I do hope it makes you happy to read. CW/TW: (internalized and general) homophobia, other TWs are specified as needed in chapters *** "You good Keke?" I felt a hand slap my back and looked up excitedly, lips splitting into a grin when Lukas dragged a stool over next to mine. He nudged me with his shoulder, a small smile on his lips. "Don't fucking call me that, and yeah, 'm alright," I yawned, resting my head on my forearm and leaning so I could meet Lukas' eyes. "Just tired and sore" I admitted, letting my legs dangle so I could knock them into Lukas' in a repetitive pattern. He looked down in surprise, which soon turned to determination as we waged a silent war between who could kick each other harder and evade the other's attack. "Yeah, I'm still sore from last night too" Lukas murmured, wincing when I got him in the shin. "Same here" DJ piped in, echoed quietly by Roger who was still lost in his own world. "You guys make it sound like we had a massive orgy last night"

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