
I've always been the one on top best grades, best at sports, best at everything that matters. And then he shows up.
Tristan Gray. British. Calm. Perfectly infuriating. Smart, untouchable, and for some reason, he gets under my skin faster than anyone ever has. I hate him. I swear I do. But every ti me he walks into a room, my heart betrays me. Every glance, every teasing smirk, every word he throws at me like a challenge... I can't stop thinking about him.
And now our parents are married, which means... we're under the same roof. Forced proximity, shared spaces, accidental touches, and late nights I can't explain to anyone. I shouldn't want him. I shouldn't let him see me like this. And yet, I can't help it.
I'm supposed to be his rival. I'm supposed to hate him. But the more I fight it, the more I realize... some rules weren't made to be followed. Some lines weren't meant to be left uncrossed.
Because Tristan Gray? He's mine. Even if I'm the only one who knows it.



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