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"Okay I admit it I'm screwing my goddamn boss while I'm in love with my neighbour. Get over it!!". I yelled at him on the brink of tears. "Adrienne, I-" "No, don't. Spare me the bullshit." I immediately headed for the door, but he immediately held me by my wrist. "Let me go!". I said while trying to keep my voice from sounding shaky. But it wasn't working. "No!" "Let me go Demetrius!!" I yelled before completely breaking down. "No, I'll never do that ever again. You're mine and you know it!!!" He then came up infront of me. I couldn't really face him, but he made me. "You fantisize about me and beg for me, not him. Never will it ever be him!" He said his tone very pissed.lg...

Friendly. Nice. So sweet. All descriptions that people gave of Erin Moore. She was always the kindest, most gentle, the most wouldn't-hurt-a-roach person in the room. But, all her life, Erin knew for sure that despite her sweet personality, she would always be willing to kick the head off of one particular person's shoulders. Braden Stone. The one person Erin hated with a passion. And no matter what anyone said about him, she was convinced he was the devil incarnate. Braden knew all about how Erin felt about him. Because he felt the same way about her. As far as Braden was concerned, his hate for the girl was very justified, seeing as she was the one greedily fighting for his inheritance! But that wasn't the worst part. The most disgusting part of it all was that, she was nothing more than his maid's daughter. His servant. And she had the gall to compete for the billion dollar empire which was his. She could hate him if she wanted, but since she willingly chose to be his million dollar rival, Braden was determined to make her miserable during every second of their war. Even if she grew up into a lethally attractive woman, her mere scent enough to haunt him at night, Braden was determined to win this war and put her in her goddamn place.lg...