Jane Hunter and Mallen
First started as
a battle to see who was going to win the president election of
Until they realized
that they needed each other much more than that.
However, there is a
single rule for this election that they both agreed to
the player, hate the game."
you," he shouted, seeing the smirk tugging at the end of her
lips. "You did me wrong, you used me, you instigated the
anger within me, you made me look like a fool, you grabbed me and
tossed me aside like some toy, I hate everything about
When he began marching
towards her with his shoulder broadened, his teeth gritted
savagely, that was when the smirk on her face finally dropped,
fear settling in. They were alone in this room, and he could
barely control himself.
He grabbed her waist
and slammed her against the wall behind her, his palms pressed
against the wall above her head. She caught her breath, but
stayed silent, her nails scrapping the wall behind
He avoided her
"I hate your long
light brown hair that runs all along your back. I hate your green
eyes that changes to blue in heavy lighting. I hate the way you
have one side of your lip that is higher than the other when you
smile. I hate the way you always lean on one leg when you stand,
your hands in your pocket. I hate how you always know what to
say. I hate how you always put your hair up in a bun. I hate your
hands start trembling when your nervous, and you try to hide it.
I hate how you never lotion your skin, and your hands are always
"Then why do you
notice all that if you hate me so much," she
He paused for a
moment, finally meeting her gaze. With all he had said, it was a
shocking moment when she saw him lean forward, connecting his
lips with hers as he gripped her jaw tightly, not allowing her to
get away from his grasp.
But she did not pull
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