The Bad Boy Changed Me
Amanda Valentine is a girl haunted by tragedy and despair. The unexpected death of her mother.Sebastian is the cliche bad boy. Who bullied Amanda for years out of anger.Amanda is beautiful, independent and hard to resist for serially unattached Sebastian. Neither one is looking for a relationship.But instant emotional connection is just another hindrance to Amanda's past.On his journey to make peace with his past, Amanda unwillingly becomes the mafia gang leader's possesion. She is dragged into a stalkers world. Someone out there knows her story and knows her. She can trust nobody.___________________________It was an ancient swing with a splintered wooden seat, faded red paint peeling off in curls. It hung heavily from the sagging wooden frame, orange spots of rusts peppering the chains. It swung gently in the breeze, creaking, as if remembering a moment long ago, a child now grown up. Grass grew unchecked beneath it, waiting to catch a child who had flung himself from the swing at the apex of its arc.It waited patiently, unassuming, quiet, but the child never came."You really don't remember me to you," he sighed. "Just remember shoot the enemy and feel no emotion""What if you are the enemy?" I smirked aiming the gun at his head."Wow" he laughed "You really have changed."Answer my fucking question""Feisty, well I run this town" his breath fanned my neck."So what?""I do what I want to do whenever I want"He kissed me. He took the chance to grab my gun and aim it at my forehead. He had back-up...They carried knives and chains. These were vermin from the dockside, deadly and cold as ice. He smiled at me while he was planning to watch me die. But I backed away, wide eyed, breathing hard. No tears, no screams. Sebastian shoved me behind him. Protected as I could be. They turned in a circle, circling around me."Is it true that one boy can change your life?" I asked him"Let's find out" Sebastian smirked.…
