"You've given me a taste of you, and now...I want more."
Tristan Cole
Fall in love? Never again.
It’s not for me. I tried it once and had my heart broken when my girlfriend left me because I wasn’t ready for marriage. I’ve been single for almost a year now and happier for it. I decided to pour all my energy into my career without the headache of balancing a relationship simultaneously, and it was paying off. I was more focused than ever. The string of meaningless flings I had going suited me and my current lifestyle just fine.
Until I went out drinking one night and met her. The raven-haired goddess in the red mini dress with the most beautiful smile I have ever seen that unravelled me the moment I set my eyes on her from across the room.
Like a moth to a flame, she was the hottest kind of fire, and fucking hell, I wanted nothing more than to spend the night burning in it.
Shayla
I don’t do one-night stands. I have nothing against them; I’ve just never had the confidence to ever go through with one. I’ve always been a relationship girl. I love having a boyfriend I can do fun and random stuff with. However, after my last heartbreak, I wasn’t favourable towards relationships now either. So, to hell with it. It’s been two years, what’s a girl to do? I decided for once in my life to jump out of my comfort zone, step out of the role of dutiful daughter and have a little fun.
That decision led me into having a wild and passionate night with a sinfully handsome stranger I met in the club. The next morning, I wake up in a bed that’s not my own, in a different country and with a hangover so severe I can barely remember my name. Oh, and a diamond ring on my finger the size of my fist to go nicely with the marriage certificate displaying both our names and signatures.
Bloody hell, the one time I do something reckless, I only go and accidentally became a hot billionaire’s wife...
A tale of true love in its most real and rawest form.