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