"What?" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep, rude voice. Ethan has pitch-black hair, is 6 feet tall, with a solid build. His deep grey eyes are glaring at me right now. His jawline is so sharp I’m sure it can cut through anything.
"You hit me, spilling my coffee all over me," I say, pointing out the obvious.
"So, what do you want me to do about it?" he asks, like he’s done nothing wrong.
“You’re supposed to say sorry," I say in a duh tone.
"And why should I?”
“Because that’s what people with manners do."
"I know that, but you don't deserve a sorry from me."
"Wow. And why is that?"
"Because black bitches like you don't deserve it," he says with a sneer.
“I have told you times without number to stop calling me that,” I say, angry at his insults.
"Make me," Ethan says, taking a dangerous step closer. I don't say anything but hiss and walk past him. I don't know why I expected him to apologize. It’s Ethan, after all.
*******
Ethan is a young male about to get his first degree, he might look normal to the world, but don’t we all have our demons inside. Ethan has a problem that he feels hatred is the best way to cure it, but one lady proves him wrong. Adina is a beautiful young girl who is also about to get her first degree at the same university as Ethan. Adina is full of life and dislikes anyone who thinks they can bully her. Ethan is hell-bent on bringing hell down on Adina, and she is determined to shove it up all the way into his ass. They are both opposites, but they say opposites attract one other. 
What happens when a significant incident changes all that. How do these two different people deal with a feeling that is supposed to be forbidden to feel for each other?

The American

I am waiting in the lobby when Khloe finally arrives. 


"I know I am late to pick you up, but I don’t think this face belongs to me," Khloe says, noticing the frown on my face. 


"It belongs to Ethan’s stepbrother, Austin. You won’t believe what that human being said to me." 


"One look at your face says you did not like what he said," Khloe says chuckling. 


"You can only imagine," I say walking out of the hotel. 


"You can tell me all about it over lunch," Khloe says while we wait for her car. 


"With pleasure," I say getting into Khloe’s car to be on our way to one of our favourite restaurants in town. 


We arrive at the restaurant and take our seats at the first empty table we come across. I tell Khloe what happened with Austin. She is also furious that he said such things to me. While we are eating, Khloe speaks up. 


"You won’t believe what Marcus did. He asked me to forgive him and take him back. " 


"He said what!!!" I almost choke on my food. 


CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE