They call him the Ice King.
Owen Montgomery is arrogant and unfeeling—with cold, haughty manners and a British accent sharper than any knife. I’ve been secretly in love with him for years, knowing there’s no way he could ever notice me. The scholarship girl. The poor girl. Until that night in Ibiza . . . until that night we taste each other’s kiss for the first time, and I learned what hot hungers the Ice King keeps hidden from public view. It’s also the night when I discovered that after three years of sharing classes and even friends, Owen still has no idea who I am. None at all.
Pride stinging, I vow to focus only on myself and my future in publishing. But little do I know that I’ve awakened an obsession in Owen that will soon outgrow the halls of Pembroke Prep and spill over into the real world.
Owen wants me, and he’ll stop at nothing to have me. And soon I find myself with an impossible choice. Do I choose the future I always wanted for myself?
Or do I choose the blueblood whose kisses are as brutal as his love?
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