The Increasingly Reluctant Sidekick

The Increasingly Reluctant Sidekick

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I scoffed. "So what are you? Like a billionaire?" "Yeah, my dad was a super-villain." My mouth fell open. "So you decided to become a superhero? The bring your son to work day must have failed epicly." He chuckled. "Nah, it was more of a dare. My dad didn't think I could do it and I'm not one to back down from a challenge." "You're kidding! No noble cause and no actual superpowers...what kind of a superhero are you?" *** Charlotte is a slightly shy, sarcastic sales assistant trying to survive in the city. When her brother gets into trouble with a mafia boss, she is smart enough to realise that she needs help. The only problem? Help comes in the form of an extremely handsome, but utterly clueless superhero. So Charlotte has to make a plan...
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