The guy in the shadow

p r o l o g u e

Welcome to Tashmere, Canada

I smile widely as I drove pass the welcome sign of Tashmere, I roll down my car window and bring out my hands to feel the fresh air. I inhale deeply as the wind blows my hair and cold air hair kisses my face. Homee sweet home, it's been 5 years since I've came home, nothing seems to change but who knows, it's known to be a mysterious place though.

I grow up here but move to New York when I was 14 with my parents and my grandparents stayed here because they don't like moving to another country. My parents let me move back because I insists that New York lifestyle don't suits me, I don't like to party or drinking, it's just not my type because I prefer reading books or traveling. I'm not an introvert, I just prefer having fun in a quite place rather not be wild and you know New York style.

I made a few friends there and they're nice but I just love Tashmere no matter what. Who can blame me though? Tashmere is mysterious and beautiful. It has beautiful natural scenery such as falls, beaches, mountains and the foods are really awesome. It's not crowded also. A lot more to discover in here and I love mystery.

My smile slowly fade as I heard a weird sound coming from my car and it's going slowly until it stop on its own. What a killjoy! My day was just going great and now my red 2015 mustang ruin it by being a bitch! My dad give me this and it's a second hand but it works so it's fine, I already made it fixed so what is wrong again with it??

"Seriously Red?? We're just half away from the signage and you're acting up right now?!" I went out of my car and look at the engine which is I don't know what to look at. I'm not good with cars and I can't see anyone right now because I haven't even enter the exact village, it's 10km away from the signage and I'll just call my grandpa to call help for me.

I left the hood open and lean to it as I decided to make a call when suddenly a motorbike came from where I was and stop in front of me. I narrowed my eyes to the biker as he take off his helmet, he messes his hair and look at me.

New York is big and crowded but I've never seen anyone as handsome and attractive as him. He has a messy wavy chocolate brown hair which look so sexy, light brown eyes, defined jaw lines and pink kissable lips. He was wearing a black leather jacket with a black shirt inside and black ripped jeans and boots. He has a mysterious bad boy aura. Everything about him screams danger and attractive.

"Need help with your car?" He asked as he look at my car and back to me again. He has a deep manly voice that can make you shiver and I did but I like his eyes more..

His eyes is just so damn beautiful. I feel like drowning into them..

"Yeah, I don't know what's wrong with it.. I'm not good with cars" I answered as I continue to stare at his eyes. I watch him get off his bike and walk towards me. Even the way he walks looks good... I wonder what's his name? I've never seen him before. Is he new here?

"Let me take a look."

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Sorry for the wrong grammar, English is not my first language. I hope you like it!

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