Falling for Mr. Knight
READING AGE 18+
They say dead hearts don't beat. But, let my story be the judge of that. I am Claire Evermore, and at the moment, I couldn't care less about what "they" had to say.You see, I had just been shown the exit door at my fancy job as a secretary in Pittsburgh. Pink slip, fancy penmanship and all. So, I did what any self-respecting Pittsburgher would do. I decided to waste the night away drinking at one of the dimly lit bars that littered the Steel City.Little did I know that it was precisely that night that would set the course for the rest of my existence. I stumbled into a dark alley, naively unaware of the shadowy figure lurking within. A riveting man, hidden in the depths of the night, emerged from the obscurity. He was a mystery wrapped in shadows, a puzzle with enigmatic pieces that drew me in like a moth to a flame.
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They say dead hearts don't beat.
But, let my story be the judge of that. I am Claire Evermore, and at the moment, I couldn't care less about what "they" had to say.
You see, I had just been shown the exit door at my fancy job as a secretary in Pittsburgh. Pink slip, fancy penmanship and all. So, I did wha……
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