Relationships are complex.Love ever-changing.And when it comes to rules of the heart,they were made to be broken…That’s what Robert Antonio Bianchi was telling himself, anyway.Otherwise, he really had no excuse for what—or who—he’d done.No excuse, except for his lonely heart, a pitcher of margaritas, four Bitter Bitches, and the apparent need to confess all his weaknesses to the two men he knew would bring him nothing but trouble.But trouble was nothing new.Just ask his crazy sisters or any of his friends, and they’d be the first to tell you:If there was a bad decision to be made, Robbie always had a knack for making it.And thus begins the story of the priest, the princess, and the prick.

     What happens when two bandmates from the hottest rock band on the planet hook up with their lead singer’s (off limits) little sister? Trouble, that’s what. But lucky for Imogen, trouble is exactly what’s on the menu.

    Rich. Entitled. By night, I'm the exclusive porn star only known as Q. Why? Because I love women. If I believed in an almighty being, I'd thank him for creating them. They're by far his most perfect creation… especially when I'm fucking one of them. Oh, did I mention I'm an asshole? Fuck yeah. According to my shrink, I'm one twisted motherfucker. And that's just the way I like it. Until she walks into my life…My name is Elyse Gilbert, nicknamed ‘Lucky' because according to my dad, I'm the unluckiest person alive, and I'll die the same way I came into the world: naked, screaming, and dirt poor.Yeah, my life is a twisted, seething mess. But that life changed the day I met HIM. He made me forget the cameras. He made me forget I was doing this for the money. He made me forget my shame.He made me forget everything. I was consumed by him. Only him.But now my past has caught up with me.