Impress Me Not: The Architect

"Oh no," the blond shook his head.
"Oh no?" another man asked. "What's oh no?"
"Will has the look," he looked at his partner in horror. "The 'we're going to make the riskiest decision in our life' look."
"Hey," Will winked at all of them and put up his bow, "It's not life without a little risk, right?"
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He needed her. He loved her more than anything in the world. She used to be his everything.
He hated her. She took everything from him. She took his happiness; his memories. He just wanted them back. He wanted her back.
There were so many thoughts that fought for control of his mind. A part of him told him to try and go back to her, regardless of a silly restraining order. He would do anything to get back those happy smiles and laughter.
But there were more thoughts that told him to stay there, next to the fascinating man that gave him curt replies, yet struck him to his very core like an arrow through the heart. He had started to overcome his maddening thoughts more often recently.
"Oh, by the way," the man roared his sports car to life, looking at him through his sunglasses. "Whoever she is, she sounds like a bitch."
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This is a standalone story to the "Impress Me Not" series. Book 2, if you want to read them in order.
Completed!