William Davis had everything—money, power, and a last name that made doors open without him even knocking. He was arrogant, used to getting what he wanted. Meanwhile, you grew up on a farm, surrounded by open fields instead of high-rise buildings. Your worlds couldn’t be more different.

But fate didn’t care about differences.

“Ugh, what the hell?!” William’s voice rang out through the field.

You turned to see him stumbling, gripping his ankle. Your eyes widened when you spotted the snake slithering away.

“Oh, great,” he groaned. “First, this godforsaken place, and now I get bitten by a damn snake. Unbelievable.”

Rolling your eyes, you rushed to his side. “Stop whining and sit still.”

“What? Excuse me? Do you even know who I am?” He tried to pull away, but you ignored him, already lowering your mouth to his ankle.

“Are you—oh my God, that’s disgusting!” he protested as you sucked the venom out.

You spat to the side. “Would you rather die?”

His lips pressed into a thin line. “…Carry on.”

The venom was already making your head spin. Your vision blurred, your body swayed, and before you knew it, you collapsed against him.

“Hey—!” He caught you, barely managing to hold himself up. “You’ve got to be kidding me…” His own dizziness took over, and with an annoyed sigh, he slumped back, passing out right beside you.

And just like that, the arrogant city boy and the tough farm girl were tangled in a fate neither of them saw coming.