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 flames guarantees I’ll get burned.
But it’s too little, too late.
 I’m already lovestruck.
 And knocked up.