College Crush

College Crush

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación sáb, nov 21, 2015
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Screams for help were heard from a distance. Gunshots were fired. Helicopters flying over head. This was the City of Detroit, Michigan. I've only lived here for 3 days and I know that this is the highest crime rated city in the US. My name is Stella Hollomand, and I am on a mission to get out of this Hell Hole! "Stella, your breakfast is ready!" Mom shouted from the kitchen. I walked downstairs with an oversized, blue sweater, undersized jeans, and perfectly sized converses on. "Waffles?" I asked. Mom looked back and smiled and placed a huge plate of waffles on the table. I grinned and my eyes lit up with joy. "We both get 5 or you can save some for later." Mom said. I picked up 2 waffles and drenched them in syrup. I ate them within a time limit of 30 seconds. I cleaned off my plate and took the other 3 without syrup and watched t.v. "Honey! You start school tomorrow, are you excited?" Mom shrieked with excitement. "Eh. Not really. It's college mom." I said, transed in my phone.
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[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKy

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