Chapter 154

  Wren

  I stop in my tracks when I see him.

  Dressed in black slacks, black under shirt and a glittery white suit jacket with his tattoos peeking out at the collar.

  His hair is combed out of his face, the curls styled to perfection.

  He's beautiful, blindly so.

  At the sight of him, all the an...

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