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Winter Snow

Winter Snow

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"Get out! I don't need you here! " he yelled as he looked away. "Andrew-please. Do ko naman sinasadyang- "I tried to explain but he just cut me off. " Shut up-I said just fucking get out of my room! " ayy ganun? Beastmode na talaga siya. "Fine! I'm leaving this house of a hell! I don't need anything from you anyway! I can't stand how you switch your moods from time to time! as if so na ako nasanay! Ganyan ka naman diba? Manhid mo! Grow up Drew! Hanggang ngayon ba isip bata ka parin? " I yelled as I headed towards the door and before I could even twist the knob, I looked back at him. "Kung alam mo lang sana. " I cried as I finally opened the door.
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Every girl has 'that' crush. You know what I'm talking about. The one boy who's the first thought on your mind when you wake up, and the last thought before you go to sleep. The one you carefully select your clothes for, don your best makeup, and style your hair perfectly for. I had 'that' crush. Brock was hot; he was sexy and alpha, with dark smoldering eyes and tattoos that littered his rock-hard body. My poor seventeen-year-old heart had no clue how to handle it, because my badass crush wasn't a boy. He was a man; a nightclub owning married man, who also happened to be my best friend's stepdad. I wasn't the only one who was crushing on Emma's stepdad. He knew it too, but the best part about Brock was that he looked like a badass, he acted like a badass, but he treated every single teenage girl in his home with the utmost respect. He had plenty of admirers, but Emma hated anyone who flaunted their shit in front of him. He'd taken her dad's place. He'd moved in not two months after she'd lost him and had tried to 'parent' her. We hated him together; but secretly I adored him. I spent almost three years in a hoodie, scowling at the hottest man in L.A. The day he left Emma's mom was the happiest and saddest day of my life. If you're going to lose your crush, though, ripping it off like a band-aid is the best way to do it. One day he was there and the next he was gone. And now, seven years later, I'm about to walk into his nightclub and audition for him. He's not the man I remember. He's sexier, more intense, and has connections that are not exactly as wholesome as I assumed. But that only makes me want him more....

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