A kid dropped in my lap—2 years old, mine, and I'm out of my depth.
My best bud's sister? She's the answer: college girl, kid-whisperer, and off-limits.
He says hands off or I'm dead, but she's living in my mansion, caring for my son, and lighting me up like a damn fire.
She's untouched, forbidden, and too good at playing innocent.
I'm the billionaire who takes what he wants, and she's got me aching.
She swears we're a secret—family would flip—but I'm done sneaking around.
Thanksgiving's here, and I'm thankful for one thing: her. Can I keep my promise, or will I risk it all for one taste?
