The Valet \\ Chad Gable X O\C

The Valet \\ Chad Gable X O\C

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I'm the girl in the background, being unnoticed by all. I'm simply the lacky that carries around all of their stuff and drives them places if needed. They don't respect me at all; they use me for what I am: the valet. It's saddening, honestly, that a girl like me is overlooked by them because I'm not a female wrestler. I wished they'd see me for who I truly am and not just for being their valet. And how will I achieve this? I'm going to speak up for once to get myself noticed. I'm the valet that is tired of being used and overlooked. This valet is going to get American Alpha themselves to recognize her for the strong woman she truly is.
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I pushed him with as much force as I could, which made him stumble slightly, but he succeeded in maintaining his balance and escaped falling. That was when I got a chance to see his face. Oh, my gosh!! He is so handsome...wait...I have seen him somewhere...somewhere...what the...!! He...he is Mr. Shane Adams, the CEO of Adams' Empire. But why the heck did he kiss me? Did he misunderstand me for someone else? "How dare you push me? Do you even know who I am?" He asked, angrily. "Don't give me that shit of 'Do you know who I am?' I know who you are, but how dare you kiss me without my permission?" I spat back. My statement fueled his anger, and now he was extremely furious. He had his hand balled into a fist. He slowly came closer to me and stopped just inches from me. "You lousy mouse. You are nothing but a slut. Do you hear me? You are.a.slut!" he whispered into my ear from my back, holding both of my hands tightly. I could no longer take it, as I was beyond furious at this point. I punched him hard on his handsome face, and the side of his lips started bleeding. Serves him better! And that was how Lara and Shane met. They weren't opposites. They weren't alike either. Just two people who shouldn't have crossed paths... yet somehow kept running into each other again and again. Step into the chaotic love story of Shane and Lara. PS: Yes, it's cliché. But the kind you won't be able to stop reading. PS II: I think my 18-year-old self nailed this story. tee..hee

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