Princess J

Booze, boys, and backstage passes. What could go wrong? Turns out, a lot. Jackson Whiss is the living embodiment of a true rock ‘n’ roll bad boy. An alpha who takes what he wants. Demanding. Savage. And spoiler alert: he wants me. But not for the reason that you think. This jerk only needs a fake relationship to leverage my good-girl image. But in exchange, he’ll erase my student loan debt. What starts as a straightforward business deal, Ends backstage with tangled limbs, urgent strokes, and a low growl, “You’re mine.” We’re fire and ice, a match made in chaos. And toying with...