The Wrong Time

The Wrong Time

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Alexandra, being the child of an immigrant isn't easy. The life she ever knew is to harvest and survive. Nothing was ever handed, everything was earned through breaking a sweat. And moving to Texas for this harvest season, she didn't think she will would find the arrogant, wealthiest, finest looking guy in Granbury highschool. But Rome only showed Alexandra a soft side he showed no one else, and that's because he saw somthing in her that he would never see in any other girl.
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She's rich, the perfect student, and graduating early. He's a heathen, a heartbreaker, and well he may never graduate... These all might be true, but with every fact, there is a detail to be explained. When people can be seen below the surface of their persona your whole view of them and their lives change. Axel thinks he's a hardass, huh? Well so does Victoria. So which one knows - How to Steal a Heart? ╰┈➤ a taste "I'm a mess," I shake my head, "Apparently a mess only you can see," "Only because I'm looking," He gestures to his eyes. "I see you, there's nothing wrong with seeing you." I completely shift myself to look at Axel. I sat in front of him as he looked down at me. This is the Axel that has me wrapped around his finger. Not the fighter, not the bad boy. The compassionate, well-spoken, devoted, Axel Stone that is sitting in front of me. So when the story comes out of my inevitable demise - know that it was Axel Stone's words that slain me. Not his persona or his larger-than-life muscles -even though those are very nice- it was the way he cared for me. The way he set a fire in my soul, a flame to my heart. The way he anchored me.

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