My Little Brat (4)

My Little Brat (4)

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Romans
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Dark Romance
BULLY ROMANCE ______________ Adelaide Mars had never been given a life. She had clawed one out of scraps. Born in one of the poorest provinces in Poland, she grew up on fear and hunger. It was all she knew. All she ever thought she would know. Until God decided he had favourites. At 14 she was plucked from hundreds worse off, the Holiers chose her. An English family of two of the richest entrepreneurs in the world-and their golden retriever of a son-Adelaide was thrown into wealth, power and prestige. Now three years later she was desperately, trying to fix whatever was broken inside her, to stop herself from clawing back to the hell she came from so she accepted her older 'brother's' offer of a holiday. Under one condition that she would be good. But Adelaide Mars had no idea how to be good. She only knew how to be. And that meant chaos. Emotion. A desperate need to be wanted. And she was about to unleash that whirlwind of it on the Hamptons. And William DuPont had no idea how to fucking deal with that. At twenty, he was built on control. He did not want. Did not love. Did not need. Adelaide Mars crashed into every nook and cranny of his fucking life. Messy. Defiant. Unpredictable. A girl who ignored every warning, who flared where others would break, who created mess after mess. William hated messes. But after years of holding her 'brother', Magnus Holier up, he wouldn't let her ruin him. So he watched her, in the hopes of preventing the inevitable storm that Adelaide was. He fought the pull towards the chaos like his life depended on it. Because Adelaide Mars didn't follow rules. Didn't listen. And William DuPont didn't break. But he would break her, because the only way to curb a storm like Adelaide was to make her His Little brat. ______________ #1st in want
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