g nothing but a glittery bow tie and tight black pants, winked

ipped. The s

sent t

my ribs. Of all the people in my contact list, I had to send it

e show in the first place, was screaming with the rest of the c

ng as I tried to recall the message. Too

o fix this. I started typing furiousl

gusted. This is the most decadent, ridiculous thing I have ever seen. I can't belie

p with on the spot. I portrayed myself as an innocent bystander, horrified by the scen

almost instantly. My p

ka

questions, no anger, n

at? I stared at the single word on my screen. It was so typical of him-efficient, detached

phone back into my purse and turned to Ashley, ready to div

t one! He's

ge, the music thumping through the floor. The energy was infectious. A little while later, a cute guy

en I s

owded room, standing n

es dark and intense under the club's neon glow. He held a glass in his hand, perfectly still. He loo

n't hear him over the roaring in my ears. Liam was here. He was supposed to be

nd. My family situation wasn't great. My mother poured all her attention and resources into my older brother, leaving me feeling like an afterthought, a burden. Her constant criticism had

introduced us, a very specific list o

he most important thing is, he has to be busy. So busy he's never home. A workaholic. Someone who travels

nd head. "Chloe, are you serious? You're describin

I insisted. "I'm not looking for

ually succeed. A week later

aid. "He fits every single one of your cra

"You're kiddi

meet the man who could be my ticket to freedom, a m