I hate my best friends brother with so much passion and he hates me just as much.
He is mean, arrogant, controlling and bossy, every attribute I despise in a guy, but he doesn't care what I think of him.
He sees me as a spoiled little girl, who annoys him, too stubborn and not impressed by his riches.
But an unfortunate circumstance makes us end up in a situation which we both hate. I have to live in my best friends house for a short while and I'm forced to stay with my mortal enemy
Our hate towards each other is still strong, but then sparks begin to fly and we are drawn into something higher than we both bargained for.
