Bad boys addiction

Bad boys addiction

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Prologue: "Listen carefully cupcake, you are mine." He whispered, his breath tickling my ear. He wrapped his arms around my waste and pulled me towards him. He slowly leaned in and kissed my cheek, staring into my eyes with a seductive glare as he did so. "And I never let go of what's mine," he said, before giving me one last peck on the cheek and walking away. I let out a breath I didn't even realise I was holding and snapped myself out of the trance he had put me in. Reality hit me faster than a hangover after a night of nonstop tequila shots. Holy shit! I'm the bad boys addiction. Aria has always been the girl who searches for adventure in everything but after one crazy night with the schools bad boy, she is thrown into an exciting new world she didn't know existed and embarks on a ride she will never forget.
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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