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I never cheated on Emerson. Okay, like when we were first dating I scored some head from some random women, but I hadn’t cheated on her since we moved in together. It was only when I had my suspicions about Logan that I let Farrah fuck me. Purely because she offered and I needed a release.

“Get off me,” I demand, angry and uncontrolled.

“Why are you so worked up? The whore moved on to Logan.”

“Why?” I ask loudly. “Because this would have never have happened if you didn’t fucking get involved. You’re telling me it was a setup and you expect me to fucking act like my whole world didn’t fall apart?”

I push her off me, her body losing balance as she tumbles off the bed and onto the floor. With a yelp followed by small cries, she manages to stand up examining the bump on her head from hitting the table.

“You’ll pay for that Wesley Rich.”

“Fuck off, Farrah.”

“You’ve got a choice...” she composes herself and fixes her hair with a calm smile planted on her unreadable face, “… you can tell the world that the baby inside me is yours and not Jeffrey Marsh’s or, I can take a snap of this beautiful bruise and share your dark little secret.”

“What the fuck are you going on about?” I spit out with frustration.

“That Wesley Rich is an abusive drug addict who tried to hurt me when the cameras aren’t around.”

“You wouldn’t dare...” I warn her.

She walks to where I’m standing and wraps her arms around my waist. Her naked torso disturbs me because underneath the plastic lays a cold and bitter heart. One so dark and twisted that nothing else could taint it.

“Try me, Wesley. When I don’t get what I want, everyone gets hurt.”

I have no choice—again.

My life is being dictated by a woman driven by greed, money, and power. Jealous of everything that brings me happiness. Out to destroy anyone in my life who I love.

A replicate of my mother.

The person I hate most in this world.

A Note To The Reader

Bad Boy Rich can be read as a standalone book. However, if you fall in love with Wesley Rich and want to know how he became an asshole, check out Kicking Reality.

It would be impossible to portray a Hollywood megastar without the cold, harsh reality that behind the scenes, this industry can be all shades of fucked-up.

So here is, in my sweetest voice possible, a warning that you’re going to love him. Then hate him. Then really hate him.

Sex, drugs, and a messed-up childhood.

All the traits of the ultimate Bad Boy.

Playlist For Bad Boy Rich

These are some of the songs that inspired me and made my characters come alive for Bad Boy Rich.

I Want It That Way by Backstreet Boys

Miss Independent by Kelly Clarkson

Help! by The Beatles

Creep by Radiohead

Cuz I Can by Pink

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