THE LANDLORD (BBANGSAZ)

Prologue

Last night was the most embarrassing night of my life.

I was that girl.

You know, the highly intoxicated chick celebrating her twenty-fifth birthday with her two best friends—who are happily married. And the more I drank, the more I wanted to do something reckless to celebrate.

By reckless, I mean the sexy and alluring woman dressed in a business suit standing near the bar. You know her type—tall not that dark but so handsome. I was sure she was out of my league, but I'd had just enough alcohol that things like that no longer seemed to matter.

She took me home, and I enjoyed the hottest birthday sex of my life. Well, until it came to a screeching and rather unwelcome halt.

There's nothing quite like being interrupted mid-ride with a little voice asking, "What are you doing to my dada?"

Just kill me now . . . or so I thought.

Come to find out, the woman I rode like a bull at the rodeo is my new landlord.