Sleeping beauty Her eyes beautiful chocolate doe crystals that could be gazed at forever by anyone who looked, the Medusa like almond shaped beauty's that put you in a trance whether you wanted to be in one or not, her nose perfect round nose that got extremely red when she cried or crinkled when she laughed and gripped her sides like it was the funniest thing ever, her body, one that basically put her in her predicament, full figured yet tight in all the right places, there where moments when she wished she wasn't blessed with such a beautiful artifact worthy piece. Sleeping beauty was what she reminded him of a sickening drunk worthy disease that he couldn't seem to set himself free away from, the cure to him was a foreign four letter word that he felt had vanished from his well-being years ago Fucking sleeping beauty! HIS sleeping beauty and as cliché as most stories are, instead of being viewed as prince charming he was viewed as none other than the beast himself A heart clenching fear rising non-human creature that didn't have a heart ..Well that is until she made him discover one [BWWM] A/n: all rights reserved The pictures and/or songs in this book that are displayed are NOT mine. No part of this book may be copied without authors say so. This is a interracial (black woman Italian man) story if that's not your forte then don't read my book.