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Letters to Romeo.

[Mature Content. No Rape] 'All it took was breaking one rule that she was not supposed to' He was the bad boy with tattoos. She was the good girl with glasses, and she was his. — When Julianne Winters decides to move to the dormitory of the reputed University, she has everything planned so that she can complete her graduation and leave the place. But her plan is quick to catch fire from the moment the eyes of Roman Moltenore from senior year lands on her. And his appearance screams nothing but TROUBLE. "What rules?" Julianne asked with a frown as she read through the page. She was sure she hadn't seen any rules of the campus mentioned on their website. # 4. No using cell phones. # 12. Students should not roam outside the campus after eleven in the night. The further she read, the more bizarre it turned out to be. Her friend turned the page and then pointed at the last rule # 29. Listen to Roman Moltenore. "This is made up. Look, the last one is even written in pencil." Julianne couldn't believe that her friend from the next dorm thought she would fall for it. "And no phone?" "It is important you abide by all the rules. Especially number twenty nine," said the girl in a serious tone. "Remember not to get involved with Roman. If you happened to see him, run in the other direction. There is a reason why it is written down here." With the rules of the campus, she resorts to sending handwritten letters to her uncle. But who knew it would end up in someone else’s hand! 

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Witness to the dark side

Julie stared at her aunt, who obviously looked unwilling to share her cooking skills with the two people who had entered her house, but Uncle Thomas took no account for it as if he didn't notice his wife's reaction. 

"Your aunt has been speaking about this for such a long time and it is supposed to be very tasty. Lots of chillies and with a glass of wine. We thought it would be better to try it when your cousin isn't here," Uncle Thomas lightly chuckled. 

"Y-yes," Aunt Sarah agreed as her husband had already revealed her special dish, and she offered the three in the room a smile. "I think it would be better if I start cooking it, as I didn't know we would be having two more people joining us for supper." 

Having already being refused chicken dish once, where her aunt had made-up reasons, Julie said, "You don't have to trouble yourself, Aunt Sarah, we will g—"