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Last published Wed, Jul 9, 2025
Ari grace the escapee of her home city trying to start a new life whilst sharing a house with bad boy Ace Ralph who makes life even harder, taunting her with her unbearable past.
Ace Ralph the self obsessed boy who cant get enough of himself, his broken and traumatising life lays between those dark eyes he uses to control Ari.
Both suffer the same issues in different fonts whilst living Ontop of each-other, who will crack first.
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