Finding Yourself

Finding Yourself

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Hai Hello, welcome to my new book please enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 23 year old Aubrey Cooper has a traumatic past. She moves to Florida in hopes to escape her reality. What happens when she runs into the same man multiple times? 26 year old Ashton Williams moved to Florida to start up his business years ago. He enjoys it there and when he thought life was boring he met a beautiful girl at a bar one evening. He knew that he wanted to see her again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Excerpt* When I arrive, I go in and take a seat at the bar, surveying the people surrounding me. "Can I get a dirty Martini please?" I asked the bartender, he smiled and nodded. I look around and I come eye to eye with someone. He has short brown hair, sharp jawline and the most beautiful chocolate brown eyes I've ever seen. He stands around, I would say maybe 6'3". "Here you go ma'am," the bartender hands me my drink. I was about pay when someone cut me off. "Can you get me a beer and put her drink on my tab, thank you," a deep voice came from behind me. I look up to see the hot guy I had seen earlier.
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"No," I whispered in pure disbelief, "You can't be Ashton, that can't be." My voice cracked making me feel weaker in his eyes. I stared at the man in front of me, waves of shock lighting through my body. This wasn't Ashton. I always knew there were two sides to him. Everyday I watched him desperately fight to keep this side of him from taking over. Scar. The name rung over and over and over again in my head, piercing my ears, making my insides scream out. "Say it!" he yelled slamming my body up against the wall behind me, my head hitting the wall more force then the rest my body, causing me to let out a pathetic cry. "Please Ashton, no you can't do this I have a family-" I yelled back, a tear sliding down my cheek. He cut me off with a dark laugh, his stone cold expression glued to my frightened one. "This is your family now, Moore Blood Mafia, welcome my sweet Amaretto."

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