Synopsis

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Who are we? Like you even need to ask. We're the seven richer-than-sin legacies causing debauchery at the prestigious Astor University in Manhattan.

Some call us spoiled.

Some call us trouble.

But everyone calls us the Park Avenue Princes.

Wonwoo "Won" Jeon

"The Model"

Wrong place. Wrong time. Right guy.

Showing up at a very indecent film shoot was an accident. I was a highly paid model. A professional. I didn't get down and dirty for the cameras, but one look at the sex god needing a scene partner and I found myself reconsidering.

After all, with a body out of my rugged lumberjack fantasies, and a head full of dirty-blond hair I wanted to grab, he was almost impossible to resist. But I did—until fate put him back in my sights.

The only problem? He was the new rising star of his industry, and that meant he came with conditions.

The proposition: If I wanted a night of "Gyu," I needed to show up for the cameras.

My terms: Make sure my identity remained a mystery.

It was only supposed to be one time, one scene. But I quickly learned that anything less than everything would never be enough with him.

Who would've thought my happy accident would lead to so many happy ending...s?

*****

Credits to the rightful owner. Adaptation work.

This isn't Cherie's story, but a sequel to Park Avenue Prince. I hope you don't find it weirder than Cherie's version. It's just fanfiction, so enjoy!

Mature content ahead: explicit language or sexual content.

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