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Enemies to Lovers and Reverse

Warning: Mature Content A match made in Hell: Mr. I'm-too-sexy-to-wear-shirts and Miss I-hate-all-men are living together!!! Did fate throw them together or was it just a meddling best friend? After being fired from her 20th part-time job just as the rent of her apartment skyrocketed, Emily had no choice but to find a roommate. The past she's forgotten and desperately been trying to run away from, caught up to her in the form of a sexy, shirtless sex addict called Blake Garcia...her roommate! Bound by each other's dark secrets, pasts, and a stupid roommate contract they're stuck together. Secrets don't make friends, but they might just turn enemies into lovers and reverse. Excerpt: Emily angrily folded her arms and impatiently tapped her foot on the tiled floor as she glared at the oblivious, shirtless man. She cleared her throat and he finally looked up from his phone, "Yes?" Emily narrowed her eyes accusingly, "Where is it?" Blake sat up from the couch and placed his phone on the center table, "Where is what?" "My pink lace underwear, you perv!" she accused through gritted teeth. Blake gasped, "You actually own sexy underwear?" Emily's arms fell to her side and she tightly clenched her fists, "Tell me where you hid my underwear and no one gets hurt." ------ DollyRoma: I was trying to try continue this, but I lost interest. Also, my writing style changed a lot so it'd be like two different stories. Thank you for reading my first novel and for all the support! Please check out my newest novel! If you wish to read any of my other work, check out 'Blood Bound to Elias', a thriller romance novel! Follow me on Instagram: dolly_.roma **Cover art is not owned by me, credits go to the original owner

DollyRoma · Urbano
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186 Chs

He's Darniel?

The air seemed to have stilled as both women stood together in silence. Anessa's head immediately generated pessimistic conclusions and the pace of her heart picked up the worse her thoughts became.

Emily didn't say anything more, but from Anessa's expression, she knew she was right. With a sigh, she opened the door to the passenger side, "See? I haven't even told you anything yet and you already can't take it."

Just as she was going to enter the car, Anessa grabbed onto her arm. With an expression of determination and willingness on her face, she spoke without as much of a stutter or hesitation.

"Tell me." Anessa nodded, "I can take it."

Emily looked keenly at her features for a hint of hesitation or extreme worry about breaking down, but there was none. She was genuinely impressed and surprised to see how fast Anessa recovered, but...

"I'm still not telling you anything," Emily told her before seating herself in the car.