Between Commitment and Betrayal (Hardy Billionaire Brothers, #1)

by Shain Rose

“I don’t really give a fuck what scene I cause. And if that’s embarrassing, don’t go to a dumbass’s house and expect I’m not going to come for you. I’ll come every fucking time, Drop.”

She appreciated the thought? I’d appreciate bending her over my knee and spanking her ass for defying me every chance she got. Could I send her that?

“Everly, my wife gets what she wants, and if I don’t know what that is, I just get everything.”

Commitment. That stupid word. The way we flirted with disaster and how I knew my heart couldn’t handle it had me dropping off the bar fast. He dropped with me, like his body knew mine already, like they worked in sync together even if our minds didn’t.

I couldn’t stop praising her, couldn’t get a grip on myself tumbling off the cliff into wanting her for myself.

We are the only ones who can define ourselves. This life. Not the one on social media, not the one in the press, and not the one in magazines. Remember that.”