Consequences of Falling in Love With a Frat Boy #2

Consequences of Falling in Love With a Frat Boy #2

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Searching for Niall after the meet with Josh has been nothing but easy, but it's not slowing Melissa down. Niall has done more for her than anyone can believe. She'll be damned if she sits around and let's someone take somebody that she loves from her and think that they can get away with it. Finding him was a challenge, but it doesn't compare to what all that's going to take place after they're finally together. Niall will do anything to keep Melissa safe. With more and more people coming out of the closet, Niall and Mel are having a hard time with believing who they can and can't trust anymore. With a new threat looming closer around Niall will have to face the fact that maybe Mel will have to connect with a unlikely foe to get answers. Everything becomes about keeping her safe. Taking out anyone who stands in his way? Done Burning down the whole town? Gladly. Exposing his underground Killer Elite for who they really are? With Pleasure. All Melissa can do is survive. Finding out that her father lived in a completely different world then she expected has taken a slow turn on her, causing her to ask the question she's been pushing back for so long. Who is Max and her Mother, and why hasn't she found them yet? But more importantly who are the real bad guys? Simon? Josh and Matthew?, or The mysterious person who is giving the orders? Together they are stronger. When all truths are exposed and the lies come crumpling down, which side with Niall and Mel be standing on? Will Niall go back to being what he was raised to be, a killer? Will Mel try to go back to living her apple pie life with Max away from the group? Or will they take on the enemy guns blazing? Only time will tell, but they know one thing. Things will never get easy.
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† 𝔩𝔦π”ͺ𝔒𝔯𝔒𝔫𝔠𝔒 /Λˆπ”©Ιͺπ”ͺə𝔯ə𝔫𝔰/ π”žπ”‘π”§π”’π” π”±π”¦π”³π”’: π”ž 𝔣𝔒𝔳𝔒𝔯𝔒𝔑 π”°π”±π”žπ”±π”’ 𝔬𝔣 π”ͺ𝔦𝔫𝔑 π”Ÿπ”¬π”―π”« 𝔬𝔣 𝔯𝔬π”ͺπ”žπ”«π”±π”¦π”  π”£π”¦π”΅π”žπ”±π”¦π”¬π”«; π”ͺπ”žπ”―π”¨π”’π”‘ π”Ÿπ”Ά π”¬π”Ÿπ”°π”’π”°π”°π”¦π”³π”’ 𝔱π”₯𝔬𝔲𝔀π”₯𝔱𝔰, 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔀𝔦𝔫𝔀 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔒π”ͺπ”¬π”±π”¦π”¬π”«π”žπ”© 𝔯𝔒𝔠𝔦𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔱𝔢, π”žπ”«π”‘ π”žπ”« π”žπ” π”₯𝔦𝔫𝔀 𝔑𝔒𝔭𝔒𝔫𝔑𝔒𝔫𝔠𝔢; ∴ 𝔑𝔒𝔳𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔑𝔯𝔒𝔰𝔰𝔒𝔑 𝔦𝔫 𝔑𝔒𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 † "Then tell me," I rasp. "Tell me and I'll deal with it. I'll handle it. Just-don't shut me out." "I can't," she says again, voice breaking. "I can't tell you. I can't be with you. And I can't stand here and watch you break and know that I'm the reason." She swallows hard, her throat moving. "Please don't make me explain it. Please just... stop." I take a step toward her anyway, rain dripping from my eyelashes, my chest hollow. "I don't care if it kills me," I say, and it's not bravado; it's a man with nothing left to barter. "If that's the price, fine. At least then I get to be with you before it ends." She makes a small sound, half sob, half laugh, and it's the most human thing I've ever heard from her. "Don't say that," she whispers, almost fierce. "Don't ever say that." She holds my eyes for one last beat, lips parted like she might say something else - something that could undo all of this, something that could make the rain stop mattering. But she doesn't. Instead, she exhales, low and unsteady, and shakes her head. "I'm sorry," she says again, softer now, like a confession. Then she turns. And that's it.

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