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Xavier’s girl

I heard the door opening. "I'm fine Stephanie," I said thinking she was the one that followed me. "It cute you think my sister cares" I hear Alan voice "What are you doing here," I asked him annoyed "Oh just doing someone a favour," he said as Xavier walked in behind him. I was alarmed as to why they were both here "what do you want" I asked both of them getting up. "You're in my room," Xavier said as he locked the door behind him. Making me more alarmed. "I'm sorry I didn't know, I can leave, " I said not wanting to anger him. I made my way to the door but Alan grabbed me "not so fast sweetheart" he said holding my arm. "Please let me go" I begged them. I didn't know what they were planning but I knew they were up to something. "Why would we do that" Xavier said walking to me and stroking my collarbone making me shiver. Vanessa morales just moved to town. Shy, smart and quiet girl planned to spend most of her high school life hidden. But some how ended up at the cheerleader tryouts and the school bad boy blackmailing her. She tired her best to stay away from him but he wasn't letting her go. She didn't know he had plans for her. He has been waiting for this days for years, waiting for her to return. Of course she didn't remember him (he never forgot her), that didn't bother him cause he knew she belonged to him. He would do anything to make her stay this time. One party and her life is ruined. Warning: This book is provocative. It will not be for everyone. If you are a reader with certain triggers or sensitivities common to the dark romance genres this book is not for you.

cluelessgixl · Teen
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68 Chs

Chapter 1

I couldn't stop gnawing on my chipped nails, I got here an hour earlier so I wouldn't miss them. The restaurant on sunset avenue was slighter crowded for a Friday night than I anticipated. I strived at the thought of looking at my reflection in the gold rim mirror across from me. I couldn't recognise the girl in the mirror anymore— my hair was in desperate need of a wash, my eyes were puffy and red from carrying all week. The dark circles around my eyes grew daily. The only thing that made me look slightly human was my on sun dressed that I pulled out from my closet. It was the only thing that could fit me anyways, my pregnancy made me two sizes up.

Being back here in LA brought back the reasons I left. The house was still there, my room was still there, my clothes and my pictures. The only thing missing was my family, the only one I had left. The one he took away from me. He took the only thing that mattered to me, my baby. My Amelia.