People say you can’t find your soul mate at eight years old. I did. I found Reed and loved him more than I loved myself. We were young...beautiful...​entitled​. Money and private schools, our families’ lavish parties and posh New York City apartments—it was all mere window dressing. What was real was our obsessive love, which grew right along with us as we moved toward adulthood. It consumed me, and only in his arms did I feel wanted and safe. But I have a secret. It’s big and to some, unforgivable. And it’s why I let Reed destroy me, or maybe I destroyed us. Either way, I’m worse than broke—I’m broken. Once upon a time, we were happy...Yet privilege has an ugly underside and in the blink of an eye, my world crashed down around me. I don’t feel ​entitled​ anymore. The Entitled​ is the first in The Entitled duet. Their ​story concludes in ​The Enlightened.

My secret’s out. Reed knows the truth. The destruction’s done. There’s no taking it back. Reed took all my firsts like a shiny present. He made promises with silky words I greedily kept as truths. But the moment I faltered, he took everything away. Now we’re both guilty of sins. As we come together for Grandfather Ian’s funeral, it’s time to face what I’ve done—what we’ve done. The boy I’ve loved since age eight is now a man, his rage palpable, his turquoise eyes piercing me with an intensity that sets me on fire. Each delicious kiss seems to peel away our ugly past—a past we’re desperate to escape. They say forgiveness comes from within. Can I trust him to forgive me? Have we both been enlightened? I used to believe in the fantasy of a happily ever after. Trouble is my life’s not a fairy tale. The Enlightened is second in The Entitled duet. The story begins in The Entitled.