Chapter 1
Scarlett’s POV
I stormed into the luxurious family mansion, the heavy front door slamming behind me so hard the crystal chandelier in the foyer rattled.
Another f*****g screaming match with Alexander over my curfew and my so-called disrespectful attitude, his deep voice booming through the dining room like he owned every inch of me.
“You live under my roof, you follow my rules,” he’d snarled, and I’d laughed right in his face before turning to Mom.
She tried to play mediator, her voice all soft and pleading, but in the end she sided with her new husband, shooting me that tired, disappointed look that made my blood boil hotter.
Frustrated and rebellious as hell, I waited until the whole house went dead quiet, lights clicking off one by one.
Then I snuck out through the
