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Seraphina (sarah) Wilson all set to enjoy her holidays and college in London with her friends. She has uncertain feelings for her friend Brandon Folk who can't help but flirt with her and has a preceding reputation of a playboy. Fate can be cruel and twisted in its own ways that when she finally decides to give Brandon a chance and agrees to go out with him, a gust named Xavier Sparks sweeps her off of her feet. He makes her doubt every decision she has ever made; even of Brandon. Xavier Spark is the renowned bad boy of the town, known for his mysterious persona, or whatever façade he has donned. A millionaire and heir to a multi-national business. Now what can Sarah possibly do while being trapped between a dear playboy and a mysterious badboy ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I stared back in the emerald pools of his eyes, as his arm slithered around my waist. My hands around his neck tightened and his hand on my nape brought my face even nearer to his. "Bran", I breathed. "Yes", he breathed out as well. Our breaths tingling and fanning each other's faces. Our noses almost touching. "Do you really like me?" He closed his eyes, bent in a bit more, rested his forehead on mine and brushed his nose with mine, leaving a tiny proximity between our lips. "Is it not obvious enough?", he said before opening his eyes back again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I raised my hand to slap him. But before I knew, I was pinned to the wall. One hand held down by his and another one pinned above my head. He leaned down, careful to not put his entire weight on me, bringing his mouth near my ear. His breath tickled the delicate skin of my neck, just below my ear, as he whispered, "Behave! Darling." I hissed under my teeth and pushed him with all of my force. But he didn't even flinch or jerk away from me. Instead, he pushed me against the wall even more. Still his lips hovering over my ear, he uttered, "You wouldn't wanna try that again, love. Would you now?"
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