Badboy's Roommate
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"Oh you will fall for me eventually." He said pressing me against the wall.
"How are you so sure about that?" I asked.
"Good girls always fall for the bad boys, trust me." He said smirking. His hands travelled to my waist, and then he pulled me close.
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