“Bless me Father for I have sinned….and I don’t think I care.” Each Sunday morning, I stand in robes at an altar and preach about being good and moral.
Fake-dating my best friend’s brother should be easy. He’s grumpy. He’s guarded. He’s older. And he’d never fall for a complicated single mother like me. Or that’s what I need to tell myself…so I don’t f…
I'm fully in this with Bastien now. The kingpin of all kingpins, a man who oversees all the gangs of Paris, President Martin's right-hand man. If I were smart, I would leave, but I'm pretty sure I'm a…
