Beau
“You can't let him see that you do." There was a hint of anger in her voice, and I met Bethany's stare head-on. “Men like him, they smell fear and pounce. Destroy what's in their path to reach the result they wanted to achieve. They don't care, Beau. To them, we are no more than arm candy to show off. We look pretty, hold intelligent conversation, and help entertain other rich people within their social circles."
“She's right, you know." My response was a nod. They were both right, and I needed to hear this. Zoe took a bite from her own food while our other companion did the same. Took her time in finding the right words, but when she did, the fierceness in her expression didn't surprise me. She was a true friend. “From the little I've gathered about him, he's a man that likes thing
