Hell with Roman
7 year
in her circle. The preps, as they liked to call themselves, ran the campus in their own right. It was a world where money, looks, and status matte
some boys were part of the game-a game where winning meant being on the arm of someone impressive, and losing was simply never an option. Layla had had her fair share of boyfriends, n
an that caught her eye-a certain
es. Roman wasn't the type who would typically fit into her world. He didn't wear designer brands or hang out in the flashy spots where the preps gathered. He was a ne
was exactly why he was go
hey ruled the entire campus. Roman, with his disheveled hair and a slightly awkward gait, walked past them, unaware of the gaze Layl
nds, her voice low but
riends-Esther, Mabel, and River-who were walking
to a skeptical smile. "Him? Roman? The guy who
ove with me. I'll date him, maybe even steal his virginity, if rumors are true, and then.
gaze. "You really think you can make him fall for you? He's no
I haven't done this before. I just need to make him feel like he's the only guy in the world
led softly. "That sounds like a pretty cruel g
"Oh, come on, River. You know how this works. I'll have him wrapped around my finger
're something else, Layla. Always on t
t's exactly it. It's a game
of how Layla operated, but it was River who spoke
him, though, right?" he ask
a cold resolve. "I won't hurt him more than he needs to be hurt. But tru
of attraction and manipulation, but with him? She would play a different kind of game, one where she would be the one in con
had never los