The Tribal Beauty

Summary

My sister, a perfectly average girl, fell hopelessly in love with a billionaire playboy named Liam Sterling.

Liam, driven to the brink of insanity by her relentless stalking, finally snapped. He told her, "I’m obsessed with African tribal culture. Lip plates and stretched septums are the epitome of sexiness to me. The women of those tribes are the only ones I find truly beautiful."

"If you can make yourself look like them," he sneered, "maybe I'll consider dating you."

My sister couldn't hear the sarcasm or the cruelty in his voice. She took it as a promise.