Prologue

"Be in your limits, especially with me. I'm not like your others one, I will not think twice to make your life hell." She said looking directly into his eyes. 

"Trust me, baby girl. Every good girl falls for the bad boy and one day you will too, mark my word". He smirked and confidence was evident on his face.

"Impossible," She said and started to walk away.

"We will see." He shouted.

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"What the hell are you doing here? Just get out of my room." She shouted tightening the hold on the knot of her bathrobe. 

" You are here baby girl. Oh God thank you so much! By the way, you are looking so-----

"Just get the hell out of my room." She yelled again

"Why should I go out of here, this is my room too." He said calmly. 

"What do you mean?" She asked, confused 

"WE ARE ROOMMATES, BABY GIRL."

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He is JAXON WILSON, the bad boy.

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She is SAMARA GRAY, the good girl. 

Haters or lovers?

What changes will come in their life when they both share the same room?