Mars Kensington has nowhere to go. Forced to attend weekly confessions for being lesbian, she had it with her parents and decided to leave the house. Lost and confused, she was approached by two mysterious women who offered her a once in a lifetime chance to attend Lesbian Academy.

Andrea "Andy" De Palma was raised around a gang in which her father organized himself. Italian pride, selling drugs and harming others that stepped in her way was the most she knew. She wanted to be just as notorious as her father. She wanted money like him, a family like him, respect like him and she was going to work hard to get it. Fascinated by her own parents, their love story and how they married at an early age, she wanted a love quite similar. At the age of 22, she's single and enjoying life but also looking for someone she can have a future with. This is when she meets Delaney Hershey, a wealthy, pre-med student who just graduated with her Bachelor's degree. Delaney feels forced by her adopted parents to become a doctor. With a sharp tongue, a poisoned attitude and the smarts of a Harvard student, Delaney takes a break from school and moves away from her parents to live a riskier life. "A1: The Don" follows Andy and Delaney through a wild, brutal ride of constant changes within their lives.

About the arranged marriage to a billionaire's "son".

Fifteen years. The number of normal every-day life. One day. The number of time when my life suddenly took a 180. 8000. The number of miles I was taken away from my home. Two. The number of parents I will never see again, Two weeks. The number of weeks I lived with kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. Three times. The number of times I lost my innocence to three different men. Four months. The number of months I lived a semi-normal but hectic life with practically strangers. Two. The number of children I carried Two. The number of times I was kidnapped. One week. The number of weeks I was held hostage. Thirty. The number of times I probably passed out or fainted. One hundred plus. The number of times I cried and felt sorry for myself. Six months. The number of months I waited until I got to see my children. Thirty seconds. The number of seconds it took before my life fully crumbled before my very eyes. A moment. How long it took for it all to start over again. Save Them, Please? *Sequel to 'Help Me, Please?*

I am only fifteen...how could this happen to me? I am nerdy-straight 4.0 GPA, never smoked, never done drugs, never had a boyfriend, never had sex, never tasted alcohol, so why did he have to kidnap me? And how does One Direction fit into this mess?