Don't sleep with your brother's best friend.
Silas Sharpe is enemy number one-my biggest competitor and my brothers' best friend.
Seeing an opportunity to "spy" on the offerings at Chesapeake Resort under the guise of attending a "friend's" wedding, I took it, dragging my best friend and my brother with me.
When Silas cornered me in a utility closet during the wedding reception, I finally succumbed to the years of pent-up frustration and hate, giving in to my baser instincts.
This was supposed to be a onetime thing, but in true Silas Sharpe fashion, he refused to give up until he had the one thing that had eluded him for years-me.
He played the game well, offering me a chance to plan a high-end wedding at his resort-something I'd always wanted. But I refused to trust in the relationship growing between us, knowing that, as my competitor, Silas would capitalize on any moment of weakness, leaving me to pick up the pieces.
As time went on, Silas showed me that I could relinquish a little of the control I'd held on to for so long. That there was more to life than just work.
But what happens if I let go?
If I'm not careful, I'll lose more than just my business to Silas. I'll lose myself, too.
