We all have mistakes that haunt us. For years, I thought I didn't have any. I was handsome, rich, and had all the women I could ever want. It was easy life. Too easy.
Then my dad died, and I needed to step up and take control of the family company. Responsibility crept into my soul, and I realized I'd hurt a lot of people during my "easy life."
The worst was Chrissy. She'd attended my private high school as a scholarship student, and I made it my personal mission to make her life a living hell.
Now, though, I've been given a second chance. It's been over ten years since high school and the girl grew into a gorgeous babe.
I keep telling myself I'm only interested in making up for the bullying, but I can't deny the burning attraction I have to Chrissy.
I'm not used to not getting what I want, and I want Chrissy, but I doubt that the woman will be so willing to forgive her tormentor, let alone date him. Forgiveness may be one thing that all my money can't buy.
It doesn't matter. I'm not sure I can live without her.
