BLOODHOUND #1: The Abdicated Prince

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apped her hands proudly. I grabbed my shot glass,

y throat. "I can't believe it either." You let

of my hands and held it tightly like I was

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find a boyfriend." She wiggled her eyebrows and gave me a teasing look. H

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t the new three shots in front of me perfectly aligned. I glanced at D

my throat burn so bad. "You're an idiot! W

she pinched me. I glared at her so hard that she r

ying attention," I asked Daisy to stop her

an architect. Daisy and I met at a cafe in Paris 5 years ago. I was traveling alone to find inspiration for

colate onto her dress that

one, and I told her that I was. We decided to get lunch together and

she begged me to come here. She even gave me a presentation about

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ot, or was it the 31st? You pushed her hand away and

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the most obvious thing. I put my hand out, waiting for

to Daisy, who's already laid her hand on the table, compl

d of answering, she pushed my face away. "Loser." I hi

TS!" I tried to get his attention b

nk." The man besi

ng him to be quiet. I waved at Louis, the bartender, again

rat, huh?" The ma

ssed. I slowly turned to the older man who dared to mock me. W

g gorgeous. His hazel eyes are trying to hypnotize me into oblivion. I had never seen a man wearing a gr

returning to the annoying Louis, t

to God, if you d

e empty shot glasses in front of me, and I tapped it against the table so hard

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I can't believe I'm babysitting this spoilt brat again!" The man b

w what your—" He grins at me, showing me his di

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nize that

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to process the situation. The headache came right whe

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