Revenge of the Cinnamon Roll Sexpot

Three things sell on the internet: confidence, creativity, and a body that makes grown men forget their credit card limits. Lucky for me, I have all three. They think I'm a cinnamon roll.

I'm April. I'm twenty-one, I'm putting myself through business school, and my side hustles involve a stage name, a ring light, and the kind of tips that would make your accountant flinch. My parents think I do customer service. They don't need details.

Nobody messes with my little brother.

But somebody did. A rich kid at his school who thinks his daddy's money makes him untouchable. Who bullied Ethan until he cried. Who said things I will never repeat. The school won't act. My parents have tried everything.

Their hands are tied. Mine aren't.

So I find the kid's father. Turns out he's single, successful, fifty-two, and the kind of silver fox who makes women lose the ability to form sentences. I walk into his dealership with a notebook and a plan: seduce him, infiltrate his world, and shine a light on every terrible thing his son has been hiding behind that family name.

Make the father fall for me. Show him who his kid really is. Walk away.

Simple. Clean. Professional.

I was supposed to ruin a bully's comfortable life and leave...but instead I'm soft enough to get frosted.