JusticeFaruck

Who knew the biggest drama in my life wouldn't be from a wedding I'm trying my best to avoid--my own!

Running away to L.A. was supposed to end all the drama in my life. Find an apartment, get a job, show my rich family I don't need their money...until I end up as the assistant to the world's Number One underwear model.

Did I mention we almost hooked up last week and I "lost" his number?

So much for leaving the drama behind. Maybe it's been me this whole time.

I guess things are about to get even crazier because my mom just arrived with bodyguards...

The Billionaire’s Delinquent Bride

"You're the cutest and sweetest man in the world."


I woke up early and asked Claire to help me make a breakfast tray for Kit. I just woke her up with a kiss on her forehead.


"I don't know about all that," I say, my face starting to blush as I place the tray over her legs. "I just wanted to make sure you had a good breakfast before you left for the airport."


"Don't try to fight me on it. You're the absolute cutest and sweetest." She smiles as I pour her a cup of coffee. "Are you blushing?"


"Kit," I say, trying to make my face as stern as possible. "Stop."


"For now," she says, kissing my cheek. "This is a lot of food. Are you sharing with me?"


"I ate when I woke up, but I'll have some coffee. And probably another one of those blueberry things."


"Scones," she says, putting one on a napkin and handing it to me. "And the flowers are beautiful. Every color in the rainbow. Where did you get them this early?"


The Prospect II