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He advanced on Grace, his muscles flexing as he smiled, looking akin to a predator. Nervously, she backed away until she hit a wall. No way out. Grinning, he came closer as she tried to shrink back unsuccessfully. "What - " her breath hitched. "What do you want?" He planted his hands around her head. She was trapped. He leaned closer, almost touching her lips, and she closed her eyes in anticipation. She wanted so bad to resist, but for some reason his forest green eyes did things to her that nobody else could do. Instead of landing on her mouth, he began to nibble on her collarbone and around her jaw. She moaned and lost herself in the sensations as he continued to suck until he found a place to his satisfaction. He focused all his attentions on that one area until a nice, dark red mark was very obvious. He grinned. "Russo," he murmured against her neck, breathing hard. She whimpered in response. "You're mine, you hear? Mine." And then he kissed her. ---- Annabelle Gracia Russo, or Grace, as she likes to be called, is a rebel. Family issues convinced her that love was terrible; that all it reaped, in the end, were broken hearts. She has built walls around her heart that she's determined to not let anybody into - especially Alex Hunt, the coveted and extremely hot player. However, as time passes, she begins to get to know Alex better - much her displeasure, but the heart wants what the heart wants. Can Alex teach her how to love, and can Grace ever learn again?
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