ACE AND ANGEL
I asked softly.
"I have companies and a bookstore that I own." He said.
"Like selling books or?" I asked tilting my head to the side.
"No, I make my books." He mumbled.
"Like an actual story writer?" I asked my eyes widening out.
Ace chuckled at my facial expression before nodding his head.
"No way, you don't look like one," I whispered.
"That's because I stopped, I have a lot on my hand right now, and no time for writing," Ace said.
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