Jayden Calloway, 24, was treated like a prince. Since childhood, everything had been handed to him on a silver platter. But that didn’t stop him from trying to prove he deserved every single bit of it. He was an arrogant overachiever and a controlling perfectionist. Fresh out of Princeton, he already held more power than most people twice his age and it was going to his head. But if Jay was a prince, then his father was the king. At least in his eyes. Every single thing he ever accomplished was to make that man proud. His father’s approval and validation were, unfortunately, the only things truly driving him to succeed. You didn’t want to be the person standing between Jayden and his goals. Even if that person was the most beautiful girl he’d ever met a free spirit who challenged his mind, provoked his temper, and made his heart do things he didn’t approve of. Jayden told himself he was better than this. Better than distraction. Better than love. He needed a girl who knew how to behave. Because if he wanted to become like his father one day, then he and the person beside him had to be perfect. Both of them thriving toward the same, singular goal: the throne.