Only Lily by Oona Ryda

Lily
Men have fawned over me since I learned to bat my eyelashes.
I was two.
What no one knows is that I still have my V-card.
(I keep it in my Hermès handbag.)
I was saving it for Bo Abernathy.
Until the numbnutz betrayed me.
Yes, the high-maintenance beauty-queen-turned-Hollywood starlet is a reject.
Now I’m back for revenge.

Bo
She’s back.
A spoiled brat who’s never heard the word no.
Who dumped me just before I deployed.
I’m back too, worse for the wear, but alive.
She plans to marry a big-shot, douchecanoe?
That’s not my business.
At least not until I kidnap her.