Who are we? Like you even need to ask. We’re the seven richer-than-sin legacies causing debauchery at the prestigious Astor University in Manhattan.
Some call us spoiled.
Some call us trouble.
But everyone calls us the Park Avenue Princes.
Weston LaRue
“The Playboy”
I’m never one to turn down a bet. Especially not when it comes to retaliating against the dean for pulling a dick move before summer break.
So when the dean’s golden child arrives at Astor for his freshman year, my fellow troublemakers throw down a wager I can’t resist.
The target: the dean’s son, John Thomas Hawthorne, or “JT.”
The bet: corruption in any way I choose.
It should’ve been easy. With his mess of brown curls, pouty lips, and good-boy reputation, JT is the perfect revenge. And even better? He’s straight.
Challenge accepted. I’ll do whatever it takes to prove a point, no matter how reckless it might be.
Game. On.
