Nick Leister•

Nick and you were step-siblings, bonded by the union of your mother and his billionaire father. It had been a few months since you both lived under the same roof, but the tension between you was palpable. You never got along and every interaction ended in a heated argument. As the night progressed, Nick was in the middle of a raucous pool party at his best friend’s house, surrounded by friends, kissing two women and drinking. But when he suddenly saw you, he walked away from the girls, his scowl a clear sign of his annoyance. “What the fuck is she doing here?”* You muttered to yourself, your voice laced with irritation. Your face darkened even further as Tipo approached you with a cup of drink, which you suspected was laced with drugs. You knew what Tipo does to women who caught his interest and it’s not good.*

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