The Enemy Who Loves Me

“I know you\'re a girl,” Adrian said, daring her.

“You must be gay and are just trying to cover it up,” Fiona replied, raising a brow.

“Come into the pool then,” he smirked, inviting me in.

“I dare not. I don’t want to be touched by a man,” she retorted.

“I like girls,” he said, teasing her.

I gulped as his words sent shivers down my spine.

He likes girls. He likes me!

\"But... I’m a boy, Go get yourself a girl and stop trying to have me.” she said, sassily.

“But you\'re mine.” he said, looking at me with a darken gaze.

“No, I’m not.” she answered, sharply.

“Okay then, I\'ll go get a girl.”

He stepped out of the pool, water trickling down his toned body, Fiona eyes widened in horror.

He was going to get another girl?!

No!

“I know you’re a girl,” Adrian’s voice met me again, his hot, searing gaze locking onto hers.

“W-What are you saying?” she stammered, nervous under his intense gaze.

Trapping her against the wall, he whispered, “You are mine,” his eyes fixed on her lips.

Trying to stand her ground, she said boldly, “I’m not anyone’s,” forcing herself not to show fear.

Before she could say another word, Adrian leaned in, capturing her lips.


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What happens when Fiona, whose life has always been controlled by her mother, is sent on a mission to spy on her mother’s enemy’s son—disguised as a boy?

What happens when she falls in love with her target?

Will she choose maternal love or romantic love?