The beast looked through the window of the flower shop and watched as the love of his life made a bouquet for a customer. He watched her with admiration, pride swelling in his chest at the thought of her. He adored everything about her. Her warm, golden brown eyes. Her brown hair he wanted to get lost in. Even the way her eyes twinkled had him going insane. But he especially loved it when she bit her lip, tempting him without even realizing it. He adored the way she tucked loose strands of hair behind her ear or when she sang a song while waiting for customers. Her voice lulled him, a sound he could never get tired of.
As a man entered the shop, a wave of protectiveness washed over him. He growled lowly when he was getting touchy with her, and he could even sense it was bothering her too. He nearly entered the shop when the man got a phone call and rushed out. He stopped himself, heaving a sigh of relief. The beast assessed his rose from afar, making sure she was okay. He was possessive of her. No other man could have her, it was as simple as that. He was falling for her, hard and fast.
And he didn't ever want to stop.
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Belle
RomanceShe was warm, enchanting, enticing. Her very aura made me feel warm inside. She was everything I had ever wished for, everything I ever wanted. With one look I was encaptured, and she didn't even know. She could encage me for a lifetime and when I g...
