Mister West

Aidan
I’m a jackass. But you know what? At least I’m willing to admit that. I’m not like these imposters walking around, wearing their false identities to the public. They don their business suits and pretend they’re reasonable fair men in the world of cutthroat business. These douchebags will f*ck you over the second your back is turned to them. Not me. I’ll f*ck you over while I’m looking straight into your eyes, and I won’t hesitate to do it. I’m Aidan f*cking West. The Asshole of the East. I’m greedy and cold, and I take what I want. And what I want since the passenger next to me opened her mouth and uttered the word “f*ck” is to stick my tongue down her throat and taste her. Taste every inch of her. I'm a man that gets what he wants. And what I want is Ivy Montcalm. The black- and red-haired girl who shows up in my life, swearing like a pirate, dressed in nothing but short-shorts and a tiny top. She's my quest, and I never let a quest go unfinished.

Ivy
Aidan West is the most arrogant man I have ever met. He's loaded with charm, has a filthy mouth, and don't get me started on those late night messages! What we have is more than just attraction, though. I fear it’s something deeper. I started off as a quest, but I think I’m more than that now. I’ve never wanted a man more, but I can’t have him. Not when my world is in shambles and I’m trying to build the courage to end this toxic chapter of my life and start over. I’m hurting, and he’s there for me. I’m lonely and he fills that void. He offers me friendship when I want more. When he wants more, I’m terrified of change. How do you let go of familiarity when it’s all you’ve known? I’m scared I’m not strong enough, and I’m scared Aidan won’t be there waiting for me when I finally am.