HE FELL OUT OF THE SKY AND INTO MY LIFE. BUT HE’S HIDING SOMETHING DARK…
Everything about Silas tells me to get as far away from him as fast as I can.
Silas D’Avington. Yes, that one. The Prince of Pleasure. Prince Passion. The one and only.
Billionaire playboy prince, with women pining for him across the world, as they salivate over his chiselled muscles, rock hard edges, and bad boy tattoos.
But he’s a complete a*shole. He’ll play a girl till he’s done with her and move on to the next party, where he’ll charm the girl with his witty banter. And then her eyes will go wide once she experiences his gigantic…ego.
Until he tries that with me.
Now he’s met his match.
No, I’m not thinking about him. I’m just going to get to the bottom of the mysteries that surround him once you take out the hype.
I’m not stupid. I don’t care about his ripped physique. And how it looks like Apollo. Really, I swear.
My panties are absolutely not melting even a little bit every time I think of his body and mine.
Why? Because he’s my stepbrother.
One and done, that’s the rule, right boys?
So father wants me to marry and settle down, eh? Wants me to be the role model the kingdom needs? When I say no, he wants me to cool my jets for a while in America, live with some commoners? Get grounded and stable again?
Sure, I can do that.
Only one problem.
He’s sending me there to live with a girl that makes my blood boil. She’s beautiful. She’s sexy, sassy, and filled with class.
I can’t stop thinking about her and I’m so obsessed I might as well get out of the spotlight and check myself into the crazy house.
But I can deal with all these issues. I can charm any girl I want when I put my mind to it.
Just one problem. She’s my stepsister.