This is my first enemies to lovers book so enjoy.
We hate each other.
Simple. Straight to the point.
He gets on my nerves. I ruin his life.
It's a routine at this point.
But somehow... somewhere between the arguing, the dirty looks, and the petty games — we crossed a line we were never supposed to cross.
Now we're not just enemies.
We're enemies with benefits.
No love. No feelings. No strings.
Just late-night calls, stolen touches, and secrets we swore we'd take to the grave.
But here's the problem...
Hate is easy.
Love? That's dangerous.
And we?
We were never built for love.
We were built for war.
Anya
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Damon
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Hands on me
RomanceThey hate each other. Like really hate each other. Always arguing. Always fighting. Never getting along. But what happens when the line between love and hate starts to blur? We're not talking about some cheesy love story - no, they're still enemies...
