Unclaimed By Fate
I could feel them looking, and when I looked up, they would shift their gaze to something else.
It was infuriating. Being treated like I was carrying a disease. It was fucking infuriating.
I took a loud slurp of my coffee and huffed.
If they wanted to avoid me, then I would entertain myself. And I had just the right thing to do.
With that, my fingers hovered above the keyboard and typed one name.
A very dangerous name. A very stupidly handsome name.
Azrael Zephyros.
The moment I typed it into the search bar, my screen fucking exploded with results. Thousands of them. Articles, interviews, magazine covers, Forbes ranking, Charity galas… fucking everything. And photographs.
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