Touch Me and Break Me
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- USD 4.99
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- USD 4.99
Descripción editorial
He was danger wrapped in silence. She was the only thing brave enough to provoke it.
She looked like the kind of girl who belonged nowhere near trouble — calm eyes, quiet presence, the kind of student teachers never worried about. But she wasn’t safe. And he wasn’t just the school’s bad boy. He was something worse — controlled violence, cold silence, and a reputation that made people step aside when he walked past. No one argued with him. No one stayed close for long. Except her. She doesn’t fear him the way she should. She doesn’t flinch when his anger slips through the cracks. Instead, she meets it head-on, like she’s testing how far she can push before he finally breaks. And he hates her for it. Hates the way she looks at him like he’s human. Hates the way she refuses to run. Hates the way she gets under his skin and stays there. Until hate starts feeling too much like wanting. One night, it snaps. “If I told you I care about you… more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?” he asks, voice low, controlled, dangerous. “No,” she says immediately. His jaw tightens. “And if I told you you make me so fucking angry I want to destroy something…” Her heartbeat stutters, but she doesn’t move. “Then do it.” That’s all it takes. He traps her against the wall, fist slamming into it beside her head — the sound sharp enough to silence everything else. For a second, neither of them breathes. Then he steps back. And walks away like he didn’t just unravel everything between them. Leaving her there shaken… awakened… and suddenly aware of the truth she can’t take back. This isn’t affection. This is obsession. And she might already belong to him.