He's Bad
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Gently he held me in his arms, the rain still pounding hard and his hair still wet. “Kiss me” his husky voice was rasp and sharp. His breath fanning me and the warmth of his body intertwined with mine. “I-“my protests were silenced with his lips pressed against mine, and the traitor I was to myself as I made no intention to move them. ~*~ Among a little complications on the way, Aria Lawson got what she wanted in the end. Aria Lawson's life literally turns upside down after the death of her best friend Paisley and the encounter of bad boy Nathan Sinclair. This is no ordinary bad boy cliché story but after meeting Nathan Sinclair who has secrets of his own, Aria Lawson began changing. Changing for the worse, however, meeting Nathan Sinclair was the world’s biggest non mistake. He brought the life out of Aria Lawson, and the bad boy taught the good girl to feel free. NO COPY RIGHT INTENDED
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