'"It finally happened." "What happened?" "What you've been wishing on me all these years." I whisper, "I fell in love."' oOoOoOo Draco Malfoy makes multimillion-dollar business deals and seduces New York's most beautiful women with just a smile. So why has he been shuttered in his apartment for seven days, miserable and depressed? He'll tell you he has the flu, but we all know that's not really true. When Hermione Granger is hired as the new associate at Draco's father's investment banking firm, every aspect of the dashing playboy's life is thrown into a tailspin. The professional competition she brings is unnerving, his attraction to her is distracting, his failure to entice her into his bed is exasperating. How can one woman turn a smooth-talking player into a broken, desperate man? By making the one thing he never wanted in life the only thing he can't live without.

" Did you think Draco and I were going to ride off into the sunset? Live happily ever after? Join the club. Apparently happily ever after only lasts two years. Don't check the title. You're in the right place. This is still the Draco and Hermione show. It's just twisted around. Messed up. Welcome to Oz, Toto. It's a fucked-up place to be." oOoOoOo There are two kinds of people in the world. The ones who look first, and the ones who leap. She has always been more of a looker. Cautious. A planner. That changed after she met Draco Malfoy. He was so persistent. So sure of himself-and of her. But not all love stories end in happily ever after. Did you think they were going to ride off into the sunset? Join the club. oOoOoOo Must read first book, Tangled, before you read this.

"There are moments in life that you dream about-plan for. You imagine every detail in crisp, vivid color and high-definition sound. And when that one perfect moment finally arrives, you pray the reality will come close to the fantasy you've built up in your mind. And then there are those precious few times-when the reality blows your fantasy out of the fucking water. That's what this is like for me. Because that devilishly handsome man, in the perfectly fitted Armani tuxedo, standing at the altar of St. Patrick's Cathedral-that's me. Draco Malfoy. And Hermione Granger just stepped into the church. Waiting in the back, a stunning vision in white, ready to take her first step down the aisle. To me." oOoOoOoOoOo For most of my life, I never imagined I'd get married. But Hermione Granger did the impossible: she changed me. I think we can all agree I was pretty frigging awesome before, but now I'm even better. The road to this day wasn't all rainbows and boners. There were mistakes and misunderstandings worthy of a Greek tragedy. But Hermione and I made it through with our inexhaustible lust, boundless admiration, and everlasting love for one another intact. That being said, there were some unexpected incidents in Vegas last weekend that could have been a problem. It was kind of...my final test. I know what you're thinking-what the hell did you do this time? Relax. Let's not judge, or call for my castration, until you've heard the whole story. And hold on tight, because you're in for a wild ride. Did you expect anything less?