Chantielu

There was a time when he was my everything. Back when loving him was my source of rebellion. But, that was then and this is now. I have taken a new path. My freedom now comes first. Yet, my parents still used my past transgression to judge me. 

As punishment for my rebellious decisions, I was sent to a new University in my native town. A new, yet, the same hell I had tried to escape. 

However, this was my opportunity to redeem myself. The gods were even on my side when a mystery arises. Solving it would surely get me what I wanted. But, there was one problem: he was there. How can I ever achieve my goal and keep my hands to myself? Determination.
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Secrets. Everyone has them, and Kyle is not an exception. He hugs his and shows the world a camouflage of who he wants. However, like always secrets are meant to come to life. And, what a sweet, misery it will be for him when his does. 

Life in Redwood will never be the same. 

Contains Involves explicit Violence, Explicit Language, and Sexual Scenes.

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My heart skipped several beats at the rotating of the door handle. Ashley gripped my arm, and I cowered behind her. The pungent mix of cleaning agents was forgotten. I clasped one of the brooms nearest to my arm, ready to smack whoever was on the other side of the door.

Ashley licked her lips before speaking aloud, "Who is it?"

The rattling ceased. Silence followed. The door creaked after.

"It's Courtney." The whisper was audible enough to be heard through the door.

A chorus of sighs sounded after. Ashley released my hand and went to open the University storage door. She opened the door ajar and peeked out. Ashley turned with a curt nod after she confirmed the identity of the visitor.

Courtney slipped in through the small entrance and softly closed the door behind her. Pink eyes roamed the shelves of cleaning detergents on both sides of the room, to the stocks of broom, cutting tools, rakes, mops, and plant pots.

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