My whole life, there had only been one rule.
He was my one rule personified.
And I couldn\'t stop myself from kissing.
I saw trouble swirling around him in place of a shadow.
Dark, dangerous and downright drool worthy too.
He was smooth, and seductive.
Brye McCowan was just that.
I needed a bad boy.
But my life was filled with kings and queens and the most noble knights and I didn\'t need another fairytale.
It always made me feel like a damsel in distress, trapped in a tower.
Don\'t go to Chicago.
My whole life, there had only been one rule