HATE TO LOVE YOU
Anyone could see us, and I could only imagine what they would think—two people who looked like they were madly in love when the real truth was far more complicated.
As I looked into David's eyes, I gulped hard, feeling a mix of fear and excitement. "Do you want this devil to show you hell?" he asked, his deep, husky voice sending shivers down my spine. I released a shaky breath, my heart pounding as a smirk crept onto his face.
"You know what," he whispered, his gaze piercing through me, as if he could see every secret I held.
"W...what?" I stuttered, and in that moment, I knew I had messed up.