Evren Kaya. Football Team Owner. Opposite of me in every way. My new roommate?
House sitting for a pop princess should have been easy, decorate her mansion and sew my creations alone–in peace. Except Billionaire Evren Kaya just scared me half to death when I thought he was breaking in.
Unfortunately, he’s my new roommate because his house just flooded.
Don’t worry, I know his type–entitled and boring.
One callous comment from Evren about a viral jacket I made gives me a new goal. Get a licensing deal with a pro football team, maybe even his.
Nothing motivates me like spite.
But I can’t stop thinking about Evren, even though he’s too old for me, not my type, and a terrible idea.
Crossing Evren’s lines just might be my favorite game.
