In a matter of days, I kick my cheating fiancé to the curb and have a one-night stand with the hottest up-and-coming rock star I've ever laid eyes on. Now all of my carefully laid plans are about to go up in smoke. 
It all started on a night out with my best friend, Birdy when I wound up kissing Griffin Maxwell, the lead singer for Crushed Velvet.
Griffin is arrogant, probably because he was born a billionaire. He's also gorgeous, kind, fun to talk to, and can do more than sing with his sexy mouth.
Our night together was supposed to be a one-time thing. I don't do musicians. Except for that one time. When I did him. But no more.
Despite my promise, it keeps happening. And just when I think I'm ready to give in and let myself fall for him, my best friend is accused of murder.
Now, I'll do anything to help Birdy get out of jail. That includes setting aside my job hunt, and… yeah, even my rules. Because it's going to take a whole lot more than the law to get Birdy out of this.
Now, I may do him. I may even date him. But I definitely won't fall in love.
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Traitorous Heart is created by Breena Wilde, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Traitorous Heart

“You’ve got quite the list.” He handed the journal back and I sighed with relief.


“I know. It’s a lot. What are your plans?” I thought about the way he looked at me as he shoved his cock deep inside and wanted that to be added to his plans.


“I haven’t really made any. I figured I’d spend some time outside, write some lyrics.” He shrugged. “Just chill.”


“Chill,” I said, exasperated. “Yeah, that’s what I’m doing too. Just chillin’.” It sounded weird when I said it and I giggled. Quickly, I tucked my journal back in my bag before he took it again.


“Well, I’m sure you’ll have a great time.” He took a sip of his third cup of tea.


He made it sound like we wouldn’t see each other and that made me sad.


The captain came over the speakers to let us know our descent would begin soon. It was my least favorite part of flying. Ascending was fine. Descending, not so much.


Chapter 15: Makes Me Queasy