Not Your Loyal Little Sidekick
Language: en
In my family, we were all supporting characters. My oldest brother, Donovan, was the polished heir to a New York dynasty, the kind of man who’d drop a million dollars on a whim for the story’s heroine. My second brother, Emmett, was the brilliant, aloof surgeon who would drop everything to be by her side at a moment’s notice. And my third brother, Flynn, was her childhood friend, the hot-headed protector who’d ruin anyone who dared to upset her. According to the script, I was supposed to be the heroine’s loyal sidekick, her faithful lackey. But I was born a hellion. I didn’t bow to…