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On a dark and windy night, I found myself kissed by a handsome stranger-not just once, but twice! Who does he think I am, someone he can just kiss whenever he feels like it? And now he's saying he should take responsibility, get engaged, even marry me? Absolutely not! I left home to escape an arranged marriage, and now this man suddenly thinks he can swoop in and propose? No way... But why does this school seem filled with handsome guys? There are the cold ones, the gentle ones, and those with a devilish charm-and they all seem to have their eyes on me.
Chapter 1
An Unwanted Kiss
When you are walking down the street and suddenly kissed by a strange man, what would you do? Exactly. Slap him! And slap him hard!
"Smack!"
A loud slap echoed in the air.
Blondie Apple stared at the man in front of her, Cavan Noah. Under the night sky, he looked like a character stepping out of a comic-so strikingly beautiful, he seemed unreal. His amber eyes shone with a captivating light, and at the corner of his eye, there was an extraordinarily rare tear mole, bewitchingly charming. His face was like a masterpiece sculpted by God, exceptionally handsome, the kind of beauty rarely seen in this world.
Wow! A top-notch handsome man!
That was Blondie Apple's first reaction.
But just because you're handsome, does that mean you can kiss people randomly? Just because you're good-looking, can you act recklessly with no regard for others?
"Sorry, but I, Blondie Apple, have seen countless handsome men since I was young, so I'm pretty much immune to their charms," she thought to herself.
Blondie Apple raised an eyebrow and said, "Apologize to me before I lose my temper!"
"What?" Cavan Noah looked at her, surprised.
Apologize? After getting slapped?
He laughed. "Do you know who I am?"
"I don't care who you are! Apologize to me now!" Blondie Apple's voice left no room for negotiation.
"Kid, are you from out of town?" Cavan asked.
Blondie Apple was taken aback. "How do you know?"
"Because-in Texas City, no one dares to slap me!"
What the heck? You act like a hooligan and got slapped. Isn't that how it's supposed to be?
Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the distance. The people Cavan had been using Blondie as a decoy to escape from had caught up to them.
Cavan Noah's face darkened. Without a second thought, he turned and dragged Blondie Apple into a narrow alley.
Pain shot through her scalp as she was yanked along by her hair, struggling to keep up. He didn't stop until they were deep in the alley.
Turning to look at her, Cavan scowled, "Ugly Duckling, I'm not going to apologize to you. If you're smart, get lost."
Blondie Apple was furious. This was the first time anyone had called her an Ugly Duckling! Even though she had fled from the capital and disguised herself to look plain, she certainly wasn't ugly!
"You're the Ugly Duckling! Look at your shirt!" she retorted.
Cavan glanced down and saw a strand of her hair caught on his button.
Uh-oh! He hadn't noticed that.
But...
"Are you sure you're not just doing this to get my attention?" Cavan asked, his tone flippant.
What the heck? Is this guy a narcissist?
Suddenly, a voice came from not far away. "Some of you go that way; the rest, follow me."
The people after them were closing in.
A wicked smirk appeared on Cavan's face. He looked down at Blondie and said in a low voice, "If you're throwing yourself at me, don't blame me."
Before Blondie could react, Cavan shoved her against the wall, pinning her in place. His lips hovered just a centimeter from hers, and she could feel his warm breath.
Not again, she thought. Their previous conflict wasn't even resolved yet!
"What... what do you want?" she stammered.
"Force myself on you-do you believe me?" he whispered.
"Dare you?" she shot back.
Suddenly, she felt a chill on her shoulder as Cavan pulled down the fabric of her shirt, exposing her smooth skin.
Blondie was livid and tried to slap him again, but he pinned her hands against the wall. She struggled to break free and even tried to kick him, but he blocked her legs with his own.
Damn it! A hooligan! What a jerk!
The footsteps grew louder, almost upon them. Blondie tried to scream, but Cavan silenced her with a fierce kiss, covering her mouth with his.
The kiss was full of punishment, as if chastising her for attempting to scream.
Inside, Blondie Apple felt like a thousand raging horses were galloping through her mind.
Damn it! Twice in one night, she had been forcefully kissed by the same man!
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**Blurb**: When Blondie Apple escapes to Texas City for a fresh start, the last thing she expects is to be forcefully kissed by a mysterious, infuriatingly handsome stranger in the middle of the street. But that's exactly what happens when she crosses paths with Cavan Noah-a man whose breathtaking looks are matched only by his audacious arrogance. Caught in a dangerous game of cat and mouse, Cavan uses Blondie as an unwitting pawn to evade his pursuers. Furious and determined to hold him accountable, Blondie demands an apology, only to be swept into a whirlwind of danger, secrets, and unexpected passion. In a city where no one dares to defy him, Blondie's fiery spirit is a rare challenge to Cavan's dominance. But as the lines between hostility and attraction blur, both are forced to confront truths about themselves-and the undeniable spark that ignites every time they're near. In a tale of bold clashes and stolen kisses, **"An Unwanted Kiss"** will keep you on the edge of your seat, where every twist hides a secret and every touch threatens to break the walls around their hearts. Will Blondie hold her ground, or will Cavan's dangerous allure sweep her away?
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"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?