Cruel Devil by Daniela Romero
Dominique Price hates me.
He wants me.
He can never have me.
At least that’s what I tell him.
Good looking, arrogant, football God, everything comes so easy for him. I won’t be just another game to win.
It doesn’t matter that I want him.
It doesn’t matter that with just one look, he takes my breath away.
He’s my brother’s best friend and officially off limits.
But when he touches me, I forget what we’re supposed to be.
Acquaintances. Enemies. Nothing.
And I dream of what we could be.
Friends. Lovers. Everything.
If only everyone’s expectations weren’t standing in the way.
Dominique stalks across the living room and mutters out a “baby Henderson,” in greeting as soon as he sees me.
My shoulders stiffen. He knows how much I hate when he calls me that.
“Satan,” I respond, lifting my cup in salute.
He stops and turns toward me, a single arrogant brow raised in question. “Satan?”
I shrug. “Self appointed Devil,” I remind him.
He snorts. “No one’s called any of us Devils since Highschool.”
Another shrug. “I know. That’s why I gave you an upgrade. Satan is much more fitting, don’t you think?”
Daniela Romero is a Snarky AF, Latinx Author, who happens to also be a Mom of 3. Born and raised in sunny California, she now makes her home in the Pacific Northwest and is happy to enjoy all four seasons even if the snow can sometimes be a bit much. She hates cheese--of all kinds--and yes that means she orders cheeseless pizza. Daniela is an ENTJ all the way which means she loves to talk (a lot) and is probably as extroverted as they come so feel free to shoot her a message, send a raven, throw up smoke signals. Whatever it may be. She love's chatting with readers so feel free to stalk her.
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