He was a billionaire bad boy, my best friend’s brother and I was hopelessly in love, but when I saw him again at her wedding, he looked at me like I was a woman. I gave him my virginity even though I knew this was nothing but a dream. His father called me a whore and paid me to leave. Heartbroken and lovesick and I thought I would never recover from losing my true love. But I was not lovesick, I was pregnant with his child. He could never know the truth because I refused to be the gold digger they said I was. The first moment I saw her I wanted her and when she turned out to be the girl I used to know I wanted her more. One night with her made me addicted to her love, but I’d lost her. When I found her again she was with another man. I had never been denied what I wanted and I wanted her. Her boyfriend wouldn’t, my father wouldn’t, even she wouldn’t get in the way of making her mine..