No Billionaire Can Buy My Degree

Summary

I became a full-time gilded bird at eighteen.

By twenty-eight, my keeper was getting married, but he still hadn't grown tired of me.

At his bachelor party just before the wedding, I went to pick him up. Standing outside the VIP suite, I overheard one of his friends ask, "You’re getting married next week. Has your little pet on the side been throwing a tantrum?"

Chris sat with his legs crossed, entirely unbothered. "She did. Made a demand."

"Money or a title?" The friend assumed those were the only two options.