My Rose in Disguise

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fore it clears. I glance around to find myself in between the busy streets. "Oof. I'm alri

ut of my car to see the opposite car, an expensive Mercedes Benz Maybach with minor

d in rage as I glanced at the part

use I like Sponge Bob Square Pants, I named my handbag Bob

o furious that I yelled at the stranger in the car, "Hey, asshole! Get out of the car or you are de

t lost in them. His sharp jaw clenched, and broad shoulders as he was wearing a blue suit over a black shirt and formal. He definitely had a fit muscular body and damn those seductive lips,

ppened. 'He hit my Patrick. How dare he!'. Caring less about his

you don't even know how to ride a car and about the safety rules, go learn that first. Who even

I interrupted him, "Nuh-uh. No Mister! First, you apolo

u want the money, I'll give you my business card. Just contact my secretary and ask for it, but stop wasting my time. No

huh?" I wasn't angry at what he said and I know why he reacted this way since he looked like those richest guys who had b

that hasn't been fed for days. Just try to imagine him as the cat that

ed out of my imaginary world just to find that he just shook his head mutte

dea that could make him realize not to mess with me again, I glanced at a stone near me and slowly picked it up

ning away and slipping into my car, making sure no one noticed my eye color as t