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Keep Your Enemies Closer

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"You think I'd murder you?" He laughed humorlessly.
  "I- what?" I stuttered, looking at him with a lost expression. If he didn't want to kill me, what was all of this then?
  
  "What's your name, speedy?" He asked after shaking his head. 
  "Why would I-I tell you my name?" I tried to sound brave, but this whole scenario was just freaking me out. 
  
  "I'll find out, eh?" He gave me a smirk. What?
  "For what? You can just kill me now. I don't want to live like this anymore." I breathed out. I really don't. His loud and obnoxious laugh pulled me out of my thoughts. What's so funny?
  
  "You're funny. But-" He took a step closer and I immediately stepped backwards.
  "-the stunt you pulled last week-" My back hit the wall and I gasped as he stood only a few inches away from me now. His finger lifted my chin and I gulped.
  
  "-was not." His smirk was replaced by a serious expression. His eyes were so dark and captivating, I couldn't look away. 
  
  "And you know what they say, speedy?" He continued as his eyes flickered towards my mouth. I shook my head and his smirk was back.
  "Keep your friends close. But-" He clenched his jaw.
  
  "Keep your enemies closer."All Rights Reserved

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$When I Met You {English} by Iris_Hayley$

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Bad is Better by DimpleDoll17

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Wistful Secret by pretty_scribe

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𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 '𝐈𝐟 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐖𝐚𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐖𝐞'𝐝 𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈𝐭' 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞. "He's here." "I know." I already saw him at the VIP section of the club, sending daggers my way. A guy approaches me,"You wanna dance sexy." If it was any other time I wouldn't but I got an audience so imma put on a show. And that's exactly what I did, I was grinding on him showing him what island girls are made of. I bend all the way over, holding my ankles for balance. He hold my sides and pulls me in and out. I know he is watching. Yes, Zach, two can play your game. "Get the fuck up. Now!" ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Amy North migrates from her home country to attend college in the states. 'Do great in school. Get my degree. Get a job. Make a successful life for myself... to help my family back home and also to make them proud.' Those are her goals. Simple, right? But the universe has a funny way of messing plans up. Zachery Alastair Lane... that's where it all started.