THE TOUCH OF A VILLAIN
YOUNG. WEALTHY. ELITE. RUTHLESS.
THE BOYS OF CLERMONT BAY RULED OVER THIS TOWN AS IF IT WAS THEIR KINGDOM.
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AND BECK CLERMONT CONTROLLED THEM ALL.
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HE WAS ARROGANT AND CONCEITED, AND FROM THE MOMENT I MET HIM, HE HAD MADE UP HIS MIND ABOUT ME.
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DANGEROUSLY HANDSOME AND WICKEDLY CRUEL, HE HAD NO INTENTION OF LETTING ME SPEND MY SENIOR YEAR UNDER THE RADAR.
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THE SECRETS OF OLD MONEY RAN DEEP, AND EVEN THOUGH I BARELY KNEW THEM, THE SINS OF MY FAMILY HAD PUT A TARGET ON MY BACK.
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HE WAS A HURRICANE, AND I WAS UNPREPARED FOR THE STORM.
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HIS TOUCH FATAL. HIS IMPACT IRREPARABLE.
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THERE WAS NO NEGOTIATION.
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HE STOLE MY HEART. WITHOUT WARNING, WITHOUT PERMISSION.
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HE WAS THE ENEMY, BUT THAT DIDN'T STOP ME FROM FALLING FOR THE TOUCH OF A VILLAIN.