Is your heart broken at a tender age? If yes, you would understand why I have found it difficult to find a man that would make the world such a colorful place. Sometimes, I want to blame my sister for kissing him. Sometimes, I wish I had confronted both of them. All I did was to run as fast as my legs could carry me… Things are different now. And I have taken the advice: To become successful and have any man I want. No man has been able to make me writhe with need until I saw him. But he is nothing like I had expected. There is something vibrant about that man. He is a rude and he is broken in every way I can imagine. He could break me, too. Or maybe he would touch me in a way no man had ever done before… …until love and lust consume both of us. ****