Whatās more humiliating than the walk of shame? Walking into your new jobā¦ Locking eyes with the dominating stranger. And realizing heās your boss.
Beautiful monsters wear the most alluring disguises... and the deadliest one just walked into my gallery. As a successful gallery owner in Boston, I thought I knew who I was.
The moment I tasted her, I knew one thingāshe was mine. I stole her from her wedding and put a ring on her hand. But thereās an ache I canāt ignoreāI might never have her heart.
