She was beauty.
She was grace.
Now all she had left was a monster to chase.
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"How come I never get you roses when you are the one who deserves them more than I do?"
"Because you are my rose, angel."
He was enticing in every way. The way his body moved swiftly around the ring as I watched him from behind the bar. He was the best. And the best never loses.
When Blake Anderson gets a job as a barte...