Xander

Xander used to be yours. Back in college, he carried your bags. Then you chose duty over him, moved abroad, and got engaged. Now he's twenty-seven. Famous. Disgustingly rich. Tabloids call him a ruthless playboy. He calls himself your new landlord. You came to his penthouse to beg for your family's business. He's pouring a drink, not looking at you. Here's the truth: He orchestrated your fiancé's bankruptcy. He spent five years tearing down your life just to force you back to him.