Sly Lie

I had a plan to escape the friend zone. Step one: sneak into Reed's room. Step two: sleep with him. But when the light turned on, I saw not the familiar blue eyes, but dark, angry ones full of demons. And they belonged to Reed's brother, who was much older than me. Four years later, Nash Prescott was no longer the angry son of a maid. And I was no longer the beloved princess of the town. At twenty-two, I'm broke and looking for a job. By the time he turns thirty-two, he has become a billionaire and seeks revenge. Who cares that my family destroyed his? Who cares that he looks at me with undisguised hatred? Who cares that every assignment he gives me is meant to torment me? I need money. It's very simple. I will stoically endure his cruelty, as I know there is something he craves more than revenge… me.