Daddy Cupid (LOVE IN THE VEIL #3) by Sarah Blue EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Sarah Blue
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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Every day in Cupidale is the same.
Pink, miserable, and annoying.
Every pink motherfucker here is so happy, and I’m the one they
all avoid. Long ago, I tried my hand in being a matchmaking cupid, but I
didn’t have the gusto for it. Then I tried working in retail and I was even
worse at that. But it was extremely hard when the customer is never
actually fucking right. Apparently, my skill set lies in being the bitch that
gatekeeps the Head Cupid’s office.
I sigh as I take a bite of the overly sweet croissant and take my place in
my worn-in pink chair and wait for the man himself to get into the office.
Cupiō shouldn’t be the only highlight of living in this cotton-candycesspool—but he is.
While he might be Head Cupid, he isn’t overly excitable like the other
cupids. He understands that life isn’t all about love, rainbows, and bullshit.
It doesn’t hurt that he’s ridiculously handsome and smart.
He just never notices me. At least, not in the way I want him to. He
appreciates me as his secretary, always bringing me coffee and treats to
thank me for my work. But just like everyone else, he doesn’t dive deeper.
I know what people say about me. That I’m a bitch, that they don’t
know how I was ever stationed as a cupid in the afterlife. What’s even
worse is I’ve thought the same thing myself hundreds of times. At this
point, I feel too far removed from the cupid community. I don’t see how I’ll
ever fit in.
I take off my glasses and wipe them with a pink microfiber cloth before
putting them back on.
As soon as the pink cat-eyed glasses are back in place, Cupiō is putting
my coffee on my desk. He looks devilishly handsome today, wearing a
rolled up pink dress shirt, covered by a deep pink harness that’s tucked into
his trousers. His hair is darker pink on the top and fades to a lighter, nearly
white-pink around his sideburns and beard.
“What’s on the schedule today, Birdie?” he asks, calling me by my
nickname. I swallow thickly and clear my throat. A nickname shouldn’t be
important to me, but it is. He’s the only man who’s ever made me want to
be slightly softer—but only for him.
“The annoying happy one has a meeting with you in an hour,” I grate
out.
Love is the quintessential cupid, and it’s probably wrong to hate her for
it, but I don’t really care. I know it’s rooted in jealousy. At least I’m aware
of my endless character flaws. She’s so happy to be a cupid and to make
Cupidale the best place it can be, while I just feel hopelessly lost.
I don’t belong here. Being an outcast has started to weigh on me, am I
truly incapable of experiencing true love? It makes me feel like a defective
cupid, and I’m not sure how to turn this around. Maybe it’s because of the
introduction of inter-veil relationships and everyone seemingly being able
to find their person, but I just feel lost.
“Play nice, Birdie,” he says, pushing the coffee closer to me on the
desk.
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