Fact: The Wells and the Eve family were once great allies.
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Beatrice sat in her chair by the fire in her home drinking wine. James had canceled on her for the third time in the last week. She held her glass out and Mason stepped in, refilling it swiftly. She took another swig and huffed.
“Mason?" she sighed.
“Yes, Miss Wells?" he tightened his grip on his bottle. Normally when she drank like this, her gang suffered casualties.
“Am I not desirable?"
“Preposterous! You're as gorgeous as ever Miss Wells," he scoffed.
“Then why am I talking to you, a man who signed his life away to serve me, instead of the man, who gives me satisfaction a
