The Fine Print (Dreamland Billionaires, #1)

by Lauren Asher

“There’s no rest for the wicked.” “And even less for the wealthy.”

Rowan has earned a reputation as a ruthless businessman known to stir up the same level of happiness as animal euthanasia.

The only kingdom that man resides in is hell and I’m not interested in visiting. He’s a devil in a designer suit with a personality to match.

I gave up the person I was for a man who couldn’t handle the woman I was meant to be.

The kinds of things he says with a straight face impress the hell out of me, and I can’t help feeling oddly attracted to his blunt nature. I blame my exposure to Pride and Prejudice at a young and impressionable age.

Bloom even when the sun doesn’t shine.

“Contracts like these require my full and undivided attention. I’m not signing anything before I have a chance to read the fine print.” “You’re not special enough for any fine print.”

“You better have a massive dick to back up that attitude or else people will be mighty disappointed.” “Care to bring out a ruler and test your theory?” “I left my magnifying glass at home, so maybe tomorrow.”

He’s the Devil, Zahra. Well, that explains why Eve fell for his tricks. If the Devil looked half as good as Rowan, I’d eat the damn apple too. Screw the consequences.

But how can we appreciate the sun every morning if we don’t live through the dark?

Me: Is that a dying cat? That’s a bit morbid for a children’s theme park, don’t you think? Zahra: Ha. Ha. Ha. It’s supposed to be a menacing dragon for your artistic information. Me: At least you nailed the scary part.

“I thought you didn’t care?” “Hmm. Maybe I found some fucks to give after all.”

“Maybe I enjoy hearing your screams.” “Freak.”

Kissing Zahra is like reaching heaven after an eternity spent in purgatory. Like I’ve spent most of my life hopelessly ambling around, waiting for her to show me the way back to the light. She’s divine with enough wickedness to make a sinner like me want to pray in devotion.

you either bend to the will of monsters or you easily become the prey.”

“There are two ways to be rich in life, and one of them has nothing to do with a bank account.”

I tolerate you more than most people. That’s why I want to date you.”

“While I’m sorry he hurt you, I’m not sorry he let you go.” I shoot him a wobbly smile. “Are you always so selfish?” His eyes glint. “With you, yes.”

“You don’t want me to help you with that problem?” “Take a man out to dinner first.” “Does my pussy count?” “Fuck.”

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

“Even the best things in life have consequences.”

“Do you plan on staring at me all night or are you going to get on with the show?” His gaze remains focused on my chest. “I like the view.” “I’d like

“Seriously. Your answer to everything is to cut, maim, and kill. That’s not really the kind of solution I’m looking for here.” “Only because you couldn’t afford a good lawyer after.”

“Seriously. Castration?” “You know how the saying goes. Act like a dick, lose said dick.”

“And while I know I don’t deserve you, I’ll spend every single day proving to you how much I love you.”