Fairytales are a fantasy of the past.

One blind date.

One wrong move.

I found out that he's broken.

Tortured.

Just like me.

I'm far from beauty and he's so much like the beast.

He's an unwelcome distraction.

I just want revenge for my tortured past.

I try, but I can't keep away from him.

I'm like a moth to a flame.

A moth that's about to get way too close to the flame...

Beast is created by Ted Evans, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

BEAST

Inside the booth with Maxmoore and his mistress, Crystal picked up a plate as if she belonged there. "Great game, we'll win again." She was so under-dressed for this role. If she was lucky, they'd think she was the snobby daughter of one of the big wigs, dragged here against her will and promised a shopping trip or a shiny new car if she came.  


The mistress, wearing too little to cover her cleavage, which Crystal guessed was fake, nodded.   


"What are these things?" The woman held up a pastry with black caviar on it.   


"It's blow fish stuffed pastry with caviar. Expensive." Another plus for working as chef to the rich.  


"Oh?" The woman made a face like she didn't believe her, but then popped it in her mouth.  


Chapter 21