Caging the Ruthless Heir
Language: en
My best friend Serena blew up her own romantic life so spectacularly that her ex threatened to throw himself off the Brooklyn Bridge if she didn’t marry him. Terrified of a subpoena—and emotional accountability—she caught a midnight flight to Saint-Tropez. Before wheeling her luggage through TSA, she grabbed my shoulders and thrust a spare keycard into my palm. "I’m leaving my canary with you. Take care of him." To be honest, I wanted to say no. Not because I was engaged. But because Serena’s taste in men had historically resided in the absolute gutter. Yet twenty minutes later, when I…