
Danna Torres
The Escort
I wanted to run away, to escape without direction. Then I met her— I stumbled upon an angel, never imagining that from that night on, she would be the only melody my hands would long to play. I didn’t know it right away. A night I would never forget… I left my marks on her skin, and she etched her name into my soul. I made her mine… and then she was gone. “I can’t get her out of me. I thought I loved another woman, and that she—this angel—would play her part in helping me win that woman back.” That was my plan, but she is an angel I couldn’t resist—an angel made for me. She is the perfect melody, one never before played. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be distributed, adapted, or copied in any form, in whole or in part. Copyright © 2023.
The text contains: Insta Love, Fake Relationship, Class Difference
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