Kisses And Warfare — T.L. Smith

The woman he loved died.And I'm what's left standing.I didn't know I would fall for him. He is, after all, my enemy.I set out to break his heart. And that's what I plan to do. Splatter it into a million pieces.He's an asshole, you see.He runs this town. And he thinks he can run me too.Well, he can't.And he can think again.Most women don't fall at the feet of a man like him. No, they grovel.Except, I can't. Because I hate him.Even with his rugged good looks and a demanding presence, he can't win me.Because I've played this game well.And I will win.