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Chapter 1

Bianca

“The world could do with fewer men” I shove my hand into a plastic bowl filled with peanuts, only for it to topple over “Screw you”

“Screw rowls next to me

It growls The type of deep and raw sound that enters your ear, but then it crawls down your body lighting up every nerve ending

I turn because ouldn’t want to see what this guy looks like?

The face outdoes the voice tenfold

He has dark brown hair that’s too long on top to be corporate but stylish enough on the sides to be contemporary

I look into brown eyes that are a shade lighter than a great espresso

His nose looks like it was gifted to hiod, and his jawline is so sharp that other men must question their masculinity when they’re in his presence

I uy or tould hide in a hole after seeing theon the barstool next to me

The gray suit he’s wearing is next level, as is the silk tie that has thin lines of lilac thread crisscrossing through it

“I wasn’t talking to you,” I toss back because I’le

What a waste this encounter is going to be

“I thought I heard an invitation” He pops a dark brow He evens that out with a smirk

Full pink lips and a tongue that I get a hint of when he licks his lower lip only add to his whatever-the-hell-it-isIt trumps charisma by miles, and attractive isn’t even in the ballpark

This e money for women to sit and stare at him

I raise a finger when the bartender approaches, because truth be told, this is not my first time in this questionable establishment

I have to pick and choose where I show my face in this town

Manhattan is vast, but my stepfather’s reach surpasses that

I glance at the hands of thenext to(A glass half-filled with top-shelf bourbon, from the looks of it) But, size does hnuts and dicks