The Bad Boy Hates Me

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"Do you have any idea what you do to me?"

He took a step closer, his breathing ragged.

I don't think I was breathing right either.

"I hate you, Lizzy..."

He was towering over me now, his shadow covering me whole. His hot breaths were a furnace against my skin as he slammed his hands into the wall, caging me in.

"God, I hate you so much..."

I was drowning in sensations.

Drowning in him, as he slid his hand around my waist, possessive, angry, pulling me slap-bang onto his burning body...

"Stop tempting me..."

His dark gaze was locked onto mine, his hand on my neck, tilting up my lips till they were too- just too close to his.

No...

Not close enough.

"You make me just wanna-"
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Lizzy Quinn is a player, and God, is she bored of men.

Everyone just seems to be so easy, so desperate. It does nothing but annoy her now.

Until Kane comes along.

Kane, who despises her and her beauty.

Her and her games and temptation.

But somewhere between the dares, the arguments, and the games they swear they're not playing...

Hate starts to look a lot like hunger.

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Yes, an enemies to lovers romance everyone ;-)
I hope you enjoy!