He is the one

He is the one

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What would you do if a attractive guy bumped into you? .. (Preview) I was walking home and then I see the guy that bumped into me playing guitar at his garage, I was gonna go up to him and say sorry since I kinda yelled at him, until I saw him get up, so I backed up so he won't see me, then I saw him put his hand on a speaker kinda like to feel a beat and then write something down on a piece of paper. I wonder.. Wait. What. Is he... ? Wanna Find out to see what happens next? Then click to my story and read along. <3 (: ************************************************************************************************************* Copyright © by Audree All rights served.™ No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any matter whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. Thank you for your time.
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When you are bartending, substituting for a friend and a frat boy slides you a fifty, hoping you'll spend a night with him. Instead of going completely feral which would be the most expected outcome and understandably so. You tell him your boyfriend just arrived. So you saunter your butt in tight black jeans up to a tall dark and dangerous, asking him to be your pretend boyfriend. The inked grump stares down at you but acts like he hasn't heard your request so mortified beyond belief, you are about to slink back to the bar. That's when he moves. He grasps you by the belt loop of the jeans and tugs you close and goes ahead to then then kiss the breath out of you. You are so consumed by this stranger that when you hear his companion chuckle, you pull away, embarrassment coating your cheeks red. The man let's you go and says, "he's gone." You head back to the bar and a regular, aka your bestfriend stops you and asks, "Do you have any idea who you just kissed? " ***** And that ladies and gentlemen is how I met HIM, My saviour. MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ Violence Sexual Abuse Most of my chapters contain triggering content. Don't read if you are faint of heart.

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