frost and flame

frost and flame

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., avr. 3, 2017
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Fiction
Romance
Anastasia Cruise is a girl who unlike other girls doesn't believe in fairy tales. She on the other hand feels that no one can love someone to such extent that he/she can sacrifice his/her life for love. She doesn't have words like "trust" "love" in her dictionary. When she meets Andrew she feels that all her conceptions about love are true. Andrew feels all women are just the same. Opportunists! While Anastasia is a fiery personality Andrew is as cold as a frost. Whenever they are together they feel like killing each other. What happens when they become each other's neighbour and have to see each other everyday? What happens when these two actually get to know each other?
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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