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They called him Connor HUGE. Connor Hughes f**ked his way through every girl in my high school. Except me. We hated each other. That arrogant a**hole insulted me, tormented me, and ruined me without ever laying a finger on me. After graduating near the top of my class, I escaped to UCLA, got my degree, and threw myself into a career as a serious journalist. But I never forgot the damage Connor did. At least I'll never have to see him again. Until my editor at Trending Magazine tasks me with...