Dante

Dante

Being born a Valentino means there’s nothing I can’t get. We are royalty in this school.

Nobody fucks with us. Nobody ever says no.

Until she came waltzing through the hallways with her barely there skirt and white button-up blouse.

I took one look at her and knew she’d be mine. She doesn’t know the rules yet, but she’ll learn.

Nobody tells me what I can and can’t have. Not even her.

Josie

Scoring a scholarship to New York Prep is the beginning of my future. I worked my ass off to get here. I belong here.

At least I hope if I keep telling myself that, I’ll finally start to believe it.

As I stroll through the halls of this elite school with its overindulged occupants, I can’t help but feel like I’ll never belong. I have a plan though.

Keep my head down. Don’t stand out.

That is until I gain the attention of the school’s king, Dante Valentino. No matter how much he thinks he can claim me, I’ll never allow myself to belong to anyone.

Especially him.