"Why the fuck don't you hate me?" "I don't know, I can't help but love you." Brendon Urie: wealthy owner of two large mansions, the talk of the city, the man who throws parties larger than any other in the state, dark, up to no good, messes with women, and overly proper. He made his fortune from lineage alone. Rarely does he come out of his home, and rarely is he one to be generous without benefit to his reputation. His eyes have a glint of mischief. You, however, are a girl he knows everything about; the only foreign thing to him would be the strange heart mark on your shoulder. When your father gets a job as his butler and Mr. Urie is "generous" enough to let you live in the same home as him, how will you deal with an enticing man who you know nothing about but knows everything about you? And why do you seem to always come crawling back to him? WARNING: a few sensitive subjects and vulgar language, but I didn't want to mark it as mature because it shouldn't get too extreme. If it does I will be sure to mark it mature as soon as possible. UPDATES EVERY WEEKEND Cover made by me. From the author of Fuck is a Bad Word! However, this story is very, very different. . . Due to the story line, Sarah Urie is not in this book. However, I have nothing against her or her marriage to Brendon :)

The title says it all. This is mostly smut. There will be some fluff here and there. But it's mostly smut cause I'm a 16 year old and in love with Brendon Urie. These are just different imagines about the one and only Brendon Boyd Urie. The beginning is fucking awful, but the ending chapters are kinda okay. I got the idea to start this book, starting with "Uber" because my mom and I got an Uber and the Uber drivers name was "Urey" pronounced "Urie", so I was like "ayy, what if I started a book". So I started this and I'd say I'm kinda successful. I'm happy with what I've created🙃