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Chapter One

Enzo

The alarled with his own The blonde froled into his side He ran a hand through his hair and rested his head on the pillow Overnights weren’t his nor up alone on today of all days wasn’t an option He had a love-hate connection with the day of his birth, and thirty-four was too old to deal with shit with liquor Sohe fucked in excess and kept his liquor consuo for round three, but all he wanted was silencesome peace He moved away from the blonde and rolled froht before

“Tio home, sweetheart,” he said

She stretched her ar her blanket fall to her lap Her perky breasts were perfection and obviously fake

Still, Enzo took a moment to appreciate her investments

“You sure I can’t tempt you into breakfast?” she purred

“Positive, got somewhere to be”

She pouted her plump red lips

What kind of ht of the che as you were last night, I’ll have to pass”

She huffed and tossed the blankets aside, swinging her shapely legs over the side of the bed as she stood She was petite, tanned, toned, and plastic It ood-bye to

Not that he ever felt bad She knehat she was getting into, they all did Hefor e of pleasure Still, soical lottery, and things would change in theHe’d seen Tracee around the tattoo shop a million times She was an ink chaser

She wanted a tattoo artist for an oldup the wrong tree, but she kept conificant other, and her desperation to land someone ould take care of her made his skin crawl This would kill two birds with one stone

“You’re a real ass, Enzo, you know that?” Tracee asked as she poured her body back into her skin-tight black dress

“You already knew that, though, Trace We knew this wasn’t ht of fun”

She cocked her hip and narrowed her eyes “You sure about that, sweetheart? We had a lot of fun Iht”