Most people had the ability to say that their best friend was their sister, but all my sister had done was screw me over by fucking my fiance behind my back.
Even if I was the kind of sweet girl who was only a hopeless romantic, I had my limits, and heartbreak was one of them. After a wild night of partying, I woke up, hungover in an unfamiliar room, apparently belonging to Cole Morettie.
He was the kind of man who made you want to drop your panties in a second - even if you were in public. Not to mention he wanted me all to himself.
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The Italian Beast
ChickLitMost people had the ability to say that their best friend was their sister, but all my sister had done was betray me by messing with my fiance behind my back. Even if I was the kind of sweet girl who was only a hopeless romantic, I had my limits...
