"RYAN'S POV"
My name is Ryan, and I was twenty-two years old when my life took a very dangerous, very addictive turn.
Mum had invited her best friend, Aunt Amelia, over for some reason s best known to them. They had been inseparable since college — two powerful, stunning women who built successful careers while raising me together after my dad left when I was a kid.
Amelia was forty-five now, but she looked like she was in her mid-thirties.
Tall, curvaceous, with smooth caramel skin, long dark hair that fell in waves down her back, and a body that turned heads everywhere she went. She ran a luxury fashion brand and was stupidly wealthy — the kind of rich that meant private jets and multiple homes.
I had always had a crush on her. How could I not? She was confident, elegant, and carri
