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Today I have the opportunity to show off my friend Hennesee Andrews' new release, Born Loser. Kyle loves Lily, but her father doesn't want him anywhere near her. And he's not about to let Kyle convince her to ever go with him in any way.
Mr. West glared and stalked toward Kyle. Meantime, Kyle slowly backed up.
“I want her to get her education, the same as you, Mr. West. I love her and want the best for her.”
“Yeah?” Mr. West asked, stopping short and leveling a sinister stare at Kyle. “If you love her so much, then leave her alone.”
“I can’t do that,” Kyle replied and ducked when Mr. West took another swing at him. “I will never stop loving her.”
With that said, Mr. West lunged, taking Kyle to the ground. After a good beating that left Kyle in a stupor, Mr. West got to his feet, and jerked Kyle to his. Bloody and with pain touching every region of his face, Kyle wobbled while Mr. West held him by his shirt.
“Now, are you gonna leave Lily alone?” Mr. West asked, sounding out of breath and patience.
Kyle stumbled and Mr. West righted him. “No, sir. One day I intend on marrying her.”
Mr. West shoved Kyle back, causing him to land on his ass on the rocky road.
“I figured you’d say as much.” Mr. West paced in front of Kyle, wiping the sweat from his brow. “If I can’t beat you into my way of thinking, I believe I have an offer you can’t refuse.”
Blood rolled over Kyle’s lips. The tang of copper hit his tongue, warning him. He grimaced from the pain and wiped his brow, the back of his hand smeared with red when he lifted it away. Tears stung his eyes, but he wouldn’t allow Mr. West the satisfaction.
“Son, you’re a loser. Your father’s a loser and no amount of effort will ever change the facts. I’m just glad your mother isn’t here anymore to see what’s become of you.”
“Don’t talk about my mother,” Kyle warned and struggled to get on his feet. Blinding pain radiated and caused his head to pound. He felt dizzy and out of sorts. White lights flashed behind his eyelids, beckoning him to give in, and just let go.
“Your mother was a good woman, once upon a time, until she got mixed up with your piece of shit father. God rest her soul,” Mr. West continued and fidgeted with something in his shirt pocket. “Get over here and let’s talk like men.”
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