The Fine Print (Dreamland Billionaires, #1)

by Lauren Asher

If the Devil looked half as good as Rowan, I’d eat the damn apple, too. Screw the consequences.

I’m not sure what Zahra likes, so I order one of everything.

Me: Who hurt you? Do we need to find their HP address? Zahra: Haha so funny. Are you expanding your talents to the computer hacking business? Me: For you, I’d consider it. And I mean every word.

“Why can’t you leave me alone?” I croak. “I wish I knew.”

“While I’m sorry he hurt you, I’m not sorry he let you go.”

“If I had a heart to give, it would be all yours. Free of cost.”

Because to love someone else means to trust them enough to not abuse the power they have over you.

Zahra’s it for me. I know it with everything in me, and my intuition has never been wrong before. There’s nothing in the world I’ll find more beautiful than her. Not the sun. Not the moon. Not even the entire galaxy compares to the light she radiates wherever she goes.