The Art Of Perfection- Ongoing

The Art Of Perfection- Ongoing

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Miles Avery works at a book restoration store, spending his days bring old books back to life. It was his dream job and it would've been perfect... if it weren't for his asshole of a boss, Alexander Stowell who seemed to have a special hatred for Miles. Alexander was the complete opposite of Miles. Stuck-up, rude and cold. However, when Miles is asked to take over for Alexander, no matter how much he hated it, he must spend almost every working hour with the man. But when imperfections of this somewhat perfect man come to the surface, Miles can't help but tear away at the facade to the man beneath the mask.
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