Instead, he glances behind me as a dozen men fill the room.
“What’s going on?” I ask, looking around behind me.
“I needed money Gia. I was in a lot of debt. I got five million out of the deal.”
My eyes widen, already understanding. It’s the world I grew up in. But I can’t fathom it’s happening to me.
“You got five million for what, Roman?”
“For you. I sold you.”
The End
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I hate him.
He's made my life a living hell every day since we were five years old. We've been enemies since the day he cut off my pigtails in first grade and I retaliated by drawing on his face with a sharpie.
Our hate of each other grew stronger as we got older. We grew more savage in the way we dealt with each other. We broke bones in fights, sabotaged each other's dates, and ruined any chance each other had at happiness.
We went our separate ways after college. I never thought I'd have to deal with that asshole again.
But I'm out of a job, so when the opportunity to compete for one of the highest profile PR jobs presented itself, I jumped at the chance. Even if it means I'll have to compete with Carter for the job. I'll be more than happy to crush him on the way to my dream job. I'm willing to do anything, savage things, to ensure I win.
There's just one problem. I forgot how much my body betrays me every time I see Carter. Because despite all the horrible things he's done, it doesn't stop me from wanting to do naughty, unthinkable things with him. Will my savage heart be enough to resist his charms?
Prologue
Victoria
My heart flutters in my chest as Mark leans against the locker next to mine with a grin on his face. I try to focus on putting my books into my locker and packing up my backpack to go home, but I can’t focus. I have a feeling I know what he’s here to ask me and an unsettling feeling pulls at my stomach every second that passes.
“I have a question I’d like to ask you,” Mark says.
I grin as I pile the rest of the books into my locker, not bothering to organize them at all. I turn to give him my full attention. “Ask away.” Please don’t let it be that he wants to invite me over to study for geometry again. I loved spending time with him the last time, but I want to be more than just his tutor.
He glances down as he rubs his neck.
I sigh. Mark is great. He plays soccer, he gets good grades, he’s good looking. He’s not exactly in the popular crowd, but he is definitely high on the social ladder. And every sign points to him being interested in me.
“How did your geometry test go?” I ask, breaking the awkward silence.
“Good, thanks to you.”
“Have any plans for this weekend?” I ask at the same time he asks, “Will you go to prom with me?”
I stop breathing and my cheeks flush. He asked me. He finally asked me.
He smiles at my reaction. “So will you?”
I open my mouth to say yes, when my brother, Logan, walks up between us and his jerk of a friend, Carter, throws his arm over my shoulder.