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Rich guy, Poor girl

She lives a simple life. His is as tangled as a piece of thread. She is full of joy and bliss. He is burning with hate and blood lust. But somehow, they need each other. And he would stop at nothing to make sure she is his. In a world of where you feel cold, you gotta stay gold. The pains of a past life and the bewilderment of the future, can these two souls become one? * * * * By the way, these book covers aren't mine. Just wanted to you all to know. Also, don't forget to like, share and maybe drop a few Power Stones. It might just make someone's day

Valoel · Urban
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123 Chs

Miss Heather Price 2

Austin watch Heather drown a glass of wine and talk with a couple of ladies, She had always been carefree but he could only think about Alora. She would never love him. If only she knew how he felt.

She was innocent and pure and he was, well, the exact opposite. Maybe he should just forget about her. Heather was quite different from Alora. Alora wore decent clothes and Heather didn't.

Alora was calm, nice, polite and well mannered. Heather was rough, rude, on certain occasions and totally bad. There was a lot of differences that he was willing to point out.

Alora went home. Her parents weren't around and her siblings must have gone to stay at one of their neighbors. She took a shower and changed her dress. She sat at ger reading desk and scanned through her mails. Not much. She collapsed on her bed.

The sunset looked beautiful. If only she had someone to watch it with.

Night was closing in fast. Austin noticed that

Heather was getting tipsy. Sally had sat her down and Austin decided to go up to his room. He wanted to wrap up the party. The door swung open and Heather walked in.

"Sorry, Aus." She closed the door and locked it. "I thought this was the bathroom."

"Of course, you didn't." He stood up from his bed. "What are you doing here?"

"Isn't it obvious?"She leaned against the door. "You couldn't stay mad at me forever."

She wasn't drunk. She moved towards Austin and pushed him on the bed. She crossed her legs over his and softly stroked his hair.

"You have always been cute." She whispered.

"Stop it."

He tried wriggling free but she had gripped him in an tight postion.

"You know you wanted me as much as I wanted you." She smiled and pulled out a spray. "I am just going to put you to sleep."

She mumbled as she sprayed him in the face.

'I am in for it.' He thought as he blacked out.

It is really hard to write now due to my amnesia. I forget simple things but this is going to be totally worth it. I want to say thank you for all the support you have given me.

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