Forced To Marry The Bad Boy

Forced To Marry The Bad Boy

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Courtney Summers just graduated from Raven High and is starting out in the world by her self. She has multiple colleges in mind and doesn't want any distractions. Cody Smith has also just graduated from Raven High, but he isn't alone in this world. He moved away from his parents at age 15, and is living with his friends. He isn't in need of any colleges, for he has a life already planned out. It just so happens to include Courtney. Cody will do anything to get with her, even if it involves murder. Will Courtney eventually find the good side of Cody? Or will she forever think of him as the guy who she was forced to marry?
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