Chapter 1 - Shadow

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Kaitlyn's POV

It's such a nice day and I use it to walk through the city. My dad wouldn't be pleased if he would know that I ditched my bodyguards, again, but I'm tired of it. I'm twenty-five and he still treats me like a little child. The day is too beautiful to enjoy it with two gorillas of my dad as my goon squad.

I walk through the city, the town I was born and raised, and now I'm back again. I was three years away. One year in Russia and two years in Australia. It was a nice experience, I have family there, from my father's and mother's side, but I'm happy to be back again. I stop for a coffee at a little cafe and I see him. You know those moments from romantic books and movies? Where the heroine looks around and sees her true love and everything is awesome and honeymoon like with violins everywhere within seconds? They see each other and immediately they knew it's true love? It's such a romantic bullshit...

I know those movies, too. I watched many of them with my mom, but do I believe them? Well, that's another story. It's not as if I would say no to love itself or the idea of true love.

My mom raised me in the faith that true love exists. She told me everyday that I shall believe in true love. I never doubt her but did I found it? Not yet. She always wanted for me that I would find someone important in my life, that I would find someone who I would love like she loved my dad. But I'm also not searching for it. If you are searching for love you will never find it...

My mom also taught me that it's necessary to protect the one you love at any price and I always did and I will always do that, no matter what. These two things are so important for me, they are so deep rooted in my being that I would never act against them.

I miss my mom, she was unique and the bravest woman on earth. Well, she was married to my dad, he loved her with all his heart and still loves her, even after her death, and she was the only one he was listen too, that's impressive enough. If you would know my dad, you would know what I mean.

I take my coffee to go and add some sugar into it as I see him for the first time. It's truly the first time, I have never seen him before and I would know it. He is someone who would be etched in your mind.

He stands a few meters away from me and is only watching me. His incredible green eyes are burning intense into mine, his expression is nearly emotionless, his face is nearly made out of stone with the most perfect, highest and sharpest cheekbones I have ever seen in a man's face, but his eyes are giving away some emotions. They are gleaming with something. His dark brown hair is neatly slicked back and the top hair is a little longer than the usual hairstyle. It's clearly an undercut, but on him, well, it looks awesome, some short strands are falling from the side into his unbelievable handsome, gorgeous face. I let my eyes roaming fast over his body. I'm good in observation, I know how to make it without the other could notice it.

Well, he looks really good, a little brooding with narrow eyes and is dressed all in black. Black shoes, black well-fitting suit pants. His thick arms are crossed over his, in the same way, thick broad chest and he leans casually against the wall behind him with one leg arched and the feet supported at the wall. He wears a black well-fitting long sleeve shirt with v-neck which hugs his frame perfectly and shows a little part of his very broad and muscular chest and parts of his tattoo from his chest, over his collarbones and around his neck which reached nearly to his face but stops right under his jaw and processes behind his ears and over the nape of his neck to his temples.

Fuck! It's a damn hot muscular, tattooed man.

Did I mentioned that I'm a sucker for tattooed guys with thick muscles?

Everything on him is perfect. I look fast around and can see some other women who laid their eyes on him as if he is a new shoes collection of their favorite designer or something made out of chocolate. They are all drooling about him. The only thing that I miss is that they are licking their lips and ... I take it back, one of the woman is licking her lips and looks like she wants to have sex with him right here, right now. I'm out. Yeah, he's a real women magnet.

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