Taming the Fated Bad Boy

Synopsis

My family went totally bust. My dad was desperate to marry me off to one of my three childhood friends, hoping someone would take me in. But those three "golden boys"? Each one was more disgusted by the idea than the last. Alex Carter, the Prince of Esports, rolled his eyes. "Marry her? Hard pass. I like sweet, girly types—not some chick who steals my kills and then trashes my gaming." Ryan Brooks, the rising star in showbiz, looked pained. "Emily, look... I'm into girls who can help me level up, not someone I've known forever. You’re like a sister to me, for crying out loud." Ethan Quinn, the overachieving brainiac, was the worst. He just wrote me off on the spot. "She's set in her ways, can’t wrap her head around my world. There's a huge gap between us—no way to fix it." Fine. You're all so high and mighty. Good for you. Right then and there, I dialed a number and hit speaker. A deep, magnetic male voice came through. "Emily, I just sent the eight-figure final payment for that ancient Twin Blossom Music Box. Oh, and I'm at the alley entrance—traffic's a mess. I'm not budging unless you come down and give me a kiss." The whole room froze in dead silence.