Bad is the new Good (on hold)

Bad is the new Good (on hold)

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He bites his lip as a smirk plasters his face. If I wasn't already head over heels, I would be now. But I stifle any though or emotion about him. He steps forward enclosing and space between us. The fact that he is shirtless makes keeping focus impossible. His torso presses against me and I feel his breath giving me chills. He begins, "Tell me you are not falling for me." I tilt my head triumphantly, "I am no where near falling for you." He smiles and winks, "Rudy, you are such a bad liar." xxx Rudy is a tragedy to begin with. Losing people left and right. Keeping secrets. Until she meets Mr. Cliche Bad boy, Aspen, who turns her tragedy into a hot mess. Will she recover or will she melt into a heaving pool of love and broken dignity?
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His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ violence/abuse/trauma ❤︎ flawed characters (and development) Copyright © 2018-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Cover art: me © All Rights Reserved

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