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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

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Emily handed a towel to Monica before wrapping another around herself. 'Wow,' she thought as she left the bathroom. 'That was the most awkward shower I've ever had.'

She didn't ask any questions after the few she asked before so other than the sound of the water, there was nothing but painfully awkward silence.

Emily opened her closet, "Do you want a change of clothes?"

Monica shook her head, "N-No, thank you, it's fine."

Emily shrugged in response before taking a pair of jeans, a striped sweater, and white sneakers from her closet.

Monica internally hit her head as she reprimanded herself, 'What was I thinking? I should've said yes!'

Silence fell between them again as both women got dressed with their backs facing one another.

"How long were you here?" Emily broke the silence.

"N-Not very long," Monica lied. "I'm so very sorry again for breaking in here."