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

I reached my brownstone and slowly climbed the stairs. I was physically and mentally exhausted. Once inside, I filled a shot glass and drank it before getting some water and heading into my bedroom. There I fell, face first onto my bed. All I could think about was the last twenty-four hours. Grabbing my journal, I quickly wrote:


<em>My best friend has been accused of murdering my ex-fiancé. I couldn’t make that up, even if I wanted to. It’s awful. And I feel so helpless. Birdy needs me and all I can do is be supportive. It’s frustrating. And it boggles my mind. She would never do what they’ve accused her of. The worst part? They have evidence that makes it seem likely she did do it. I feel overwhelmed. I don’t know how to help her. And I’m exhausted. Must sleep.</em>


Chapter 41: He Texted