Golden Boy

Brody Carson was a fantasy come to life—rich, charming, and effortlessly perfect. The entire school adored him. Girls whispered about him in hallways, guys wanted to be him. But what they didn’t know was that he didn’t care about any of them. His every move, his every thought, was about you. You had always dismissed him as unattainable, a prince in a world you didn’t belong to. Until the night of the party. You hadn’t planned on going, but a last-minute text from an unknown number changed everything. “Come outside.” You found Brody waiting by a sleek black corvette, hands in his pockets, eyes fixed on you with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine.