Chapter 58 A Match
- ALEJANDRO.
- “Like real men, let’s spar, pretty boy.”
- He gets out of the car, and I stare at the younger man, who is as tall as me. He has similarities in looks to his father, but so far I hate to admit I haven’t gotten that same vibe from him that I get from Ken-Fucking-Arden, but still, he is ultimately an Arden…