Blaise Alexander Body Shop の小説・ストーリー

Alex, Rowan’s best friend, owns one of the most popular car dealerships in the city where he sells different kinds of cars from different brands based on a dealership contract with an auto-maker. He also sells car spare parts and provides automotive maintenance services. Rowan gets all of his cars from Alex to help his business, as he states. Alex spends the majority of his day monitoring the transport and registration of vehicles in his possession. He sometimes gets handy when he gets bored of paperwork and helps in the maintenance sector, fixing spoilt cars.

Alexander can't decide if the lack of change pleases or disappoints him. He maneuvers the car around the town square. He pulls into a parking spot and gets out. He runs his hands down his chest smoothing out any creases or wrinkles in his outfit. Ignoring the slight tremor in his hands, he turns to the store in front of him. This particular building is better kept than those around it and twice as large. The black lettering on one of the windows reads Will's Interprise. Alexander opens the glass door, a chime above announcing his entry. He immediately halts, astounded by the sight in front of him.

“I’m honored you chose my shop for your first ink.” “Vee here is pretty convincing,” Chase drawls, slipping an arm over my shoulders and pulling me into his side possessively. “You should bump that finder’s fee up to twenty percent.” Benji nods. “Done.” “Wait, really?” I ask, looking from Chase to Benji with wide-eyed enthusiasm. Benji shrugs. “Sure, why not? Bring another Alpha in here and I’ll do it for free. Money can’t buy that kind of advertising.” He turns, gesturing for us to follow him further into the shop. “C’mon back, I’ll get set up.”

"His father has a minor discrepancy in his 2022 tax returns, but otherwise, they are clean." "You’re crazy," I sighed, dropping my head against his shoulder. "A thorough psychopath," Damien corrected, swirling his champagne. "Honestly, I'm surprised Alex hasn't bugged Blake's car." Alexander didn't answer. He just took a sip of his drink and looked out the window. "Alexander!" I gasped. "Did you bug a teenager's car?" "It's a GPS tracker," Alexander corrected calmly. "For safety. He drives a 2018 Honda Civic. The safety ratings are abysmal. If they get into an accident, I need to know the coordinates."

Blaze declared war with them because Finn's mate, Victoria was threatening his mate, Mia. "Thank you for your help Zerxes." Max said thankfully. "It's my pleasure to help you, Alpha Max." He bowed respectfully. "Well, then you can continue working." He said patting his shoulder and left the building. As he went to the kitchen to see his mate and his mother hiding something from him. "What the hell are you doing?" "Nothing, honey." Her mother smiled at him, he rolled his eyes and went to the kitchen to grab a milk bottle. "I thought that you were going to show her the book." He said as he takes the milk bottle and opened it.

I came out of my thoughts when I saw Alex next to me. “Can we go now?” I asked relieved. "My God, yes." As we left the store, I noticed that Pierre was just ahead sitting on a bench, wearing a silly smile and something red on his cheek. "You've got lipstick on your face,” Alex snapped when we got to him. "That's not the only thing I have,” he answered, getting up. "The bathrooms at La perla are a luxury." “Did she give you the blow job she said?” “Abigail!”