Staying 'just friends' was always the safest bet that neither of them wanted to gamble with. However, one drunken late night mistake changed everything and may even cause them to admit that sometimes love is worth the risk.
Aziza McIntyre has always tried to do everything right. Whether if it was studying hard, budgeting carefully, or staying loyal to the people she loves, whatever it was, she did it to the best of her ability while avoiding unnecessary attention. However, after ending a long painful relationship, everything changes when she agrees to one reckless thing: a road trip to Las Vegas with her closet friends. A weekend to forget her heartbreak which worked a little too well. One wild night of drinking and the next day she's waking up in a Vegas hotel room next to her friend and study buddy, Greg. They didn't just sleep together... they got married. Yet, Greg's secret is much bigger than their nuptials and will push Aziza to her limits.
Although he fell for her the moment they met, Greg Wallace, better known as Prince Alexander Gregory Wallace Percy Kensington III of Valoria, didn't intent on things to get out of control. Coined as the Wild Bad Boy Prince by the tabloids back home, he fled to the United States under strict agreement with his parents: stay out of trouble, finish school, and enjoy a few years of freedom from royal duties. His only request; to have only one bodyguard, posing as his roommate. Any scandals would send him back home to Valoria... permanently. A surprise wife was never part of the deal, yet now it's a deal that Greg refuses to get out of, even if Aziza can't handle the fact that he's a prince.
Now, with their lives tied firmly together, they must find a way to navigate through their new roles, while battling against everyone whose against it and finding true love in the process.
Valeria didn't rush.
She never did.
Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control.
Inez scoffed anyway.
"That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you."
Valeria said nothing.
The silence pressed in.
"You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-"
"Enough."
One word. Flat. Final.
Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction.
"Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly."
Inez laughed, brittle.
"You think this makes you powerful?"
"I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide."
Her gaze never wavered.
"You provoke because it's the last control you have."
"I don't belong to you," Inez snapped.
Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin.
"You are my wife. You belong to consequences."
She released her grip.
"Say it."
A"No."
Valeria waited.
The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored.
"...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered.
"Specify."
Inez swallowed hard.
"...I'll be your good girl"
Valeria stepped back, already distant.
"Good," she said.
"Remember why."
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