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The Bad Boy Noticed Me
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Ongoing, First published Jun 06, 2016
What will you do if a drop-dead gorgeous guy, a hottie yet a lordly pompous ass and a jerk, for short a notorious bad boy noticed you?
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"I think Mr.knights has anger issues." Just as those words slipped out from my mouth Mr.knights turned and in the blink of an eye, I was slammed against a wall with great force while taking both my hands above my head with just one hand and caging me fully into him. I felt the chills ran down my esophagus and my head started making involuntary shakes as I started taking short breaths. A numbness creeped into my brain. You're doomed! I thought. His dark black eyes were staring right into mine as if they can see through me. I felt naked, I felt cold yet scared under his eyes. My chest rose up and down due to the decrease in my oxygen intake. "I think that .. was a mistake" I mumbled. It's not funny. my inner self warned. "Button your lips unless you want me to fuck that little smart mouth of yours," he said in a very lower and husky tone at the same time maintaining eye contact. I gulped. "I'm flattered that you admitted I'm smart," I said. He smirked. Not good villa. "Well, you asked for it" he hissed. What. I asked for what? Well, you shouldn't have run your mouth villa. My inner self spoke. Because he slammed His lips directly on mine as his body started pressing against me as tones of electricity passed from him entered my body. ---------------------------------------------------- Ashton Knights is a billionaire before the son of America. he's 27 and is adored by every American and he practically grew with media. he's mysterious, dark, possessive, mature, and rude but gentle yet beautiful. Villa Anderson is a kind, joyful and talkative soul who's from Australia but came to America at 18 for further studies in photography. (this is short story info, please read the introduction for more details.) you'll discover the complexity of men, the dark world of billionaires, and romance. how will they meet? Can villa adjust to the whole new world of games?
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"Like I said... you want me." I stepped towards the door and looked back. I'll be leaving now, you know staying the hell away from you like you "wanted" ". I turned around and looked at him. He stalked towards me angrily. I placed my hand on his hard muscular chest. "Try to forget me now." I smirked deciding to mess him up further. "I'm soaking wet, and you made that happen." I trailed my hand down his chest and reached into my short and touch my soaking p***y and pulled it out. I waved my finger in front of his face showing his the evidence. He grabbed my hand, stopping my movement. He looked me dead in eyes and stuck my finger in his mouth; he closed his eyes sucking my finger clean. He slowly took my finger out, his jaw clinching. And what he said, hit me right to my aching core. "You taste so fucking good. I could eat you all day and never get enough. Let me..fuck! So fucking delicious! I need more!" He dropped to his knees in front of me. Well shit just got real.