Hiding In Plain Sight
The Bad Guy
I didn’t expect meeting such a beautiful woman that night. Over the years, I’d met plenty of women who only appeared beautiful. As soon as they opened their mouths, the ugliness spilled out. Or the stupidity.
Meeting Rachel was a breath of fresh air. She was confident and brave, along with a sense of fairness. Just perfect. Honestly, I’d given up on the possibility of meeting the one for me.
And that was exactly what she was—my soul mate. The kind of woman I deserved in my life.
My needs were simple, and I saw Rachel fulfilling them nicely. We would be a perfect match. The only imperfection was the intruder.
He wasn’t part of my agenda—and I had one. Sadly, some men didn’t learn easily. If he didn’t, I’d gladly teach him the lesson. You can’t simply approach someone else’s girlfriend.
A woman like Rachel was worth the wait. And I would wait for as long as possible to make her mind. Things would go differently.
If not, she’d learn and so would the interloper.
No one would take away the love of my life again.
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