Heartbreaker 💔

Heartbreaker 💔

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WpMetadataReadMaduroConcluída seg, mar 25, 20191h 36min
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Maaz Johnson is the biggest playboy of Western Hills high school,he's hot tempered, stubborn,arrogant and controlling,he's known as the heartbreaker of the school,being the only son of one of the biggest multi billionaires of the state comes with its perks. He always gets what he wants,girls throws themselves at him and he uses them like tissue papers but everything changes when April comes into his life the only girl who doesn't throw herself at him and is not afrid to of him Boys always wants what they can't have specially a stubborn jerks like Maaz and he'll do anything to win the bet he made with his best friend But what will happen when he'll start a prank war with April and without any of their knowledge April will create a big home in his small heart?Will he ever change his ways for her or will this heartbreaker would choose his pride and will break April's heart along with his heart too?
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His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ violence/abuse/trauma ❤︎ flawed characters (and development) Copyright © 2018-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Cover art: me © All Rights Reserved

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