One night stand with my billionaire stepbrother

y dress, I looked too hot to cry a

for trouble. Just a drink. Just a moment to b

fucking, so if they were enjoy

rundown and probably the best

the girl with the obnoxious red dress walked

everyone here

arette smoke, and the scent

n the corner, nursing a drink I barely tasted, ho

t. Someone was

r all who would look at the girl wi

the feeling the bartender tap

gentleman

ent that wasn't there before, it was faint as if it wasn't

n and I couldn't wait but put a

eting his gaze a

ng gre

sucker for c

a way that had nothing to do with violence and e

way his hair was gelled back you couldn't help but wonder what

I noticed a slight dimple that

t in, and don't get me started on the jawline, it was so sharp t

nd silky that I wanted to

to be nursing a heartbreak not fan

I could do was gawk at a freaking sex god, I mean it wasn'

mine like he alread

d me, hammering

st gulped a glass of h

e crossing the room. People moved for him. Women watched him. But his smirk was beyon

hy men like him were the last thing I needed in my life

. I didn't e

got the full smell of his heaven

destroy any space between us

y and teasing. "You look like a

ht, I should