IzannahFrame

[WARNING: R18!!!]

"Either you love me or you hate me. It doesn't matter because you will end up with me. You would always end up with me, Maximus D'Arco." She plastered a wicked smile as she responded to his cold, hard stare that she knew he was trying not to strangle her. He wouldn't because he was such a gentleman not to hurt her physically. But emotionally? Well...that was a whole other matter.

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         Aurora Fontalva, an arrogant heiress of the Stellare Creations. She had everything in life, except the heart of a certain man. She only wants Max. He's her childhood crush and turned first love when they grew up. But how can she make him love her if he has someone else already? A girlfriend he loves. But that doesn’t matter, for she’s willing to do everything to have him.



        Maximus D’Arco. One of the EcoSource princes. He’s almost the perfect son and has a princely personality. Except that he had a secret girlfriend hidden from everyone. When Aurora found out, everything turned upside down. The woman even blackmailed him to marry her or his girlfriend would suffer. She wanted him to love her. Why would he fall for someone who doesn’t even care what he wants, let alone about his feelings? Only his girlfriend does.


Is there really a thin line between love and hate? What if the thread breaks?

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AN: This is a bit of a slow-burn romance with detailed emotions and character build-up. This novel isn't your typical lovey-dovey story. It tackles twisted love and lust, toxicity, and angst. There could be sensitive cases. You've been warned. And lastly, sexy scenes.

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Please check out my other stories as well.
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LOVE IN HATE IN LOVE

"Wait." Her attention shifted to the guy who instantly stood up and widened his eyes at her direction. He was obviously the drummer for the drumsticks at hand that he had been using on the drum pad at the table. "No way." He uttered in disbelief. "Sei quella batterista chic di Roma. (You're that drummer chic in Rome.)" He beamed at her and offered a hand. "I'm Enzo."

She blinked from what she heard. Confusion on her face.

"Un mio amico mi ha mandato un video di te che suoni la batteria al Santino Bar. Ha detto che ti chiami Rosa. È così che ti chiamano lì. (My friend sent me a clip of you playing drums at Santino Bar. He said your name is Rosa. That's what they call you there.)" He elaborated further.

CHAPTER 57