She despised him. He didn't
In high school, Valentina Roman was the quiet nerd, relentlessly tormented until the bullying forced her to rebuild her identity from the ground up. Now, she's in her junior year of college, a striking woman focusing solely on her future, determined to never look back.
But the past always catches up.
Santiago Marino, the charismatic star football captain, embodies everything Valentina despises-and everything she secretly craves. He was her worst nightmare in high school, and now, he's the campus golden boy who needs one thing to save his athletic career: her help.
A failing grade means he loses his scholarship. A secret tutoring arrangement means Valentina is trapped, forced to spend hours alone with the one man who knows her deepest insecurities. He's demanding, arrogant, and terrifyingly handsome. She's supposed to hate him, but every heated lesson burns away the years of resentment, uncovering a dangerous attraction she can't afford to feel.
He thinks he's teaching her a lesson in desire. She just might be teaching him that the innocent aren't always easy to break.
"You need this more than I do, Marino," Valentina muttered, her voice low as she adjusted her glasses. Her gaze was locked on the equations spread across the table, not on the imposing figure beside her.
Santiago leaned in, his shoulder brushing hers, a calculated intimacy that made the hair on her arms stand up. His presence was like a physical weight, heavy with muscle and the familiar scent of expensive cologne and sweat.
"Is that what you tell yourself to feel better, Roman?" His voice was a low, seductive rumble that felt like a violation of her space. The one that reminded her of lockers and tears.
A slow, predatory smile stretched across his face. He reached out, not for a pencil, but for the back of her neck, his thumb grazing the soft skin just below her ear. "This asshole tells himself he's going to teach his little tutor a whole new kind of lesson."
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BEING EDITED!
Luciano Mariano stayed quiet and poised, with corrupting intentions for anyone who crossed his path. It was the depths of darkness lurking within him. His enemies whispered his name with trepidation, for they knew the consequences of defying him. Luciano's methods were as brutal as they were efficient.
Adeline Meadows, the young girl who grew up around scary men, and perfect women, but she just couldn't fit in. She always saw the good in people no matter how they treated her. Despite growing with dangerous - revolting men who scared her, she saw the good in each person. An angel who was always the second option, an angel only Luciano could save.
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Christian Kingston. By his last name, you know ego runs in his veins. Christian was a perfect made-man. Strong. Independent. And has his fun with manwhoring. He always knew someone obsessed over him. His best friend's baby sister, who always found her way to him.
Not only was he twice her age.
But she's so fucking innocent and annoying he hates it.
But deep down, he wants that innocence.
Valentina Lars always got what she wanted. Just not him. Just not Christian who she longed for. Not her prince charming, but her deepest desire she craved. She wanted him to degrade and ruin her. She wanted love. She wanted everything involving him.
Valentina knew damn well he wasn't bound to be with her, but what happens when that temptation can't be held in? What happens when her desire acts on impulse, physically.