When Viveca Adams gets 2 free tickets from her father's job going to her dream destination: London, she quickly invites her bestfriend Cassandra to come with her. And then Viveca meets the possessive, billionare playboy Alexander Shaw, who happens to be the owner of the coffee shop that Viveca works in during her stay in London. Alexander offers her to work in his shop in exchange of soaking his shirt with coffee. And now Viveca has no other choice but to comply. Is there really more to a British billionaire playboy who owns half of New York? I guess Viveca has to find out.

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*word of advice, if poorly written books annoy you don't read. If you do you better not complain in my comments lol* Never steal from kings. Especially the king of demons. She hadn't expected her young brothers to steal, she hadn't thought of that scenario or what she would do. So she does what she does best, put those who she loves the most above herself. "I'm sick of this. I'm sick of you!" He bellowed in my face. I took the mask off, "I just need you out of my fucking system." He says as he stalks closer to me. Our chests press together, I look at him coldly. Tears stingy my eyes and my throat tight. "Do what you have to do, my king." He rips the necklace right off my neck.