He was a billionaire bad boy, my best friend's brother, and I was hopelessly in love, but when I saw him again at her wedding, he looked at me like I was a woman.

I gave him my virginity even though I knew this was nothing but a dream.

His father called me a whore and paid me to leave.

Heartbroken and lovesick and I thought I would never recover from losing my true love.

But I was not love sick, I was pregnant with his child.

He could never know the truth because I refused to be the gold digger they said I was.

The first moment I saw her I wanted her and when she turned out to be the girl I used to know I craved her more.

One night with her made me addicted to her love, but I'd lost her.

When I found her again she was with another man.

I had never been denied what I wanted and I wanted her.

 Her boyfriend wouldn't, my father wouldn't, even she wouldn't get in the way of making her mine..