“I need a bride. As you know, my father insists. So I figure why not give the old man what he wants.” While Prince Charming rambles on about his outrageous proposal, I stealthily slide over to the small kitchenette corner of the break room. I flick on a lighter and set the wick of a little orange candle aflame. In mere seconds, the spicy-sweet aroma of pumpkin apple spice wraps around me like a comforting hug. So sonny boy wants to rebel and punish dear old daddy. I turn to face him again. “And why not give him the most unsuitable bride, eh?” Kaison’s lips quirk up on one side, but his eyes
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