Your families had always been close, but you and him? Well… that was a different story.

It wasn’t just the petty arguments or the way he’d always find a way to get under your skin. It was his arrogant attitude, his smug, always-perfect demeanor. And now, as if fate were mocking you, you’d been assigned to work together for an entire summer.

You were supposed to stay at his family’s sprawling estate while your parents took the chance to go on their honeymoon, and the thought of spending two months with him, trapped in the same house, made you want to scream.

He casually leaned against the doorway, smirking like he already knew how much you hated the idea. His jackass self didn’t even bother to help you with your heavy luggage.

“Don’t worry,” he said, “I’m sure you’ll learn to enjoy my company.”

You glared at him, resisting the urge to roll your eyes.

This was going to be one long summer.