Badboy And Our Wrong Love
PHOEBE - Holy mother of craps!
I had lost my virginity to the collegeās bad boy, Asher Gilbert. And, he told me it meant nothing to him. He told me to get lost!
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ASHER - All my life till now, no one had ever intimidated me. Not anyone.
Not my dad, nor the school principalā¦ Not those street gangsā¦ lastly, not the mafia.
But this strange girlā a Maserati shows up.
Making me urge to brand her, as mine.
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āWhy are you like this to me?ā
āWhat do you mean?ā
āWhy are you so dismissive but save me, every time I land in trouble?ā
He didnāt reply that.
Instead, he sighed, crunching the plastic bottle in his hand. He threw it in anger to the other side of the room. Then he approached me. I took three steps back, timidly.
His intimidating gaze dropped towards mine. He didnāt stop until the back of my head contacted the wall. Only then did his both hands angle at the sides of my head. My eyes immediately gorged at his hard-on.
Flash backs of the night we had together immediately ran through my brain.
The only thing I could think of was the way my mouth was wrapped around him.
His Adamās apple swallowed numerous times, making me wonder what he thought of.
It was like one of those scenes of movies.
Like he was in a battle with himself.
But the question was, what was he so protective about? Why didnāt he like making conversations with females?
āIām never gonna change, Phoebe. Remember that,ā
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What is worse than drunken one-night-stand, with the collegeās bad boy?
Or a cold treatment thereafter? However, one pregnancy changes it all. In this love so wrong, can they ever make things right?
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