Hollywood by Sarina Hart

There’s one rule you don’t break—don’t fall for your best friend’s daughter.

But I’m done playin’ by the rules.

One wrong text from Winter, and my control went up in flames.

She’s too young. Off-limits. Hands-off. But now she’s all I want.

That tight little body, those wide, innocent eyes—girl’s makin’ me lose my damn mind.

I tried to let it ride, act like that message didn’t set me off. But I ain’t built for pretendin’.

Now her old man’s screw-up put her in the crosshairs. They think they can use her to get to me?

They got no clue who they’re messin’ with. I’ll burn their whole crew to ash to keep her safe.

And when the smoke clears, she’s ridin’ with me.

To hell with the rules. I’m takin’ what’s mine.