He moved in next door to buy her shop. Nobody warned him she'd be the hardest thing to walk away from.
VICTORIA MEDEIROS
I've always been the odd one out in this neighborhood.
My house is the most modest one on the block, my little shop doesn't exactly scream "luxury," and some of my neighbors have made sure I never forget I don't quite belong here. But this is my place the only place I've ever truly felt like myself and I'm not going anywhere.
Then Rafael Moretti moves in next door.
CEO. Model. Single dad. And apparently, the most infuriating man I've ever had the misfortune of meeting. He's the kind of guy who walks into a room and makes everyone else irrelevant. The kind who challenges everything I say, raises one eyebrow like he's already won the argument, and somehow always smells like a magazine ad I can't stop thinking about.
I tell myself he's just another arrogant billionaire in a neighborhood full of them. I tell myself I don't care that his son is the sweetest kid I've ever met. I tell myself a lot of things.
None of them are working.
RAFAEL MORETTI
I didn't move here to make friends. I moved here because Victoria's shop is the last piece of land blocking a billion-dollar development deal. Everyone else already signed. She won't even consider it. And I need that property.
Simple. Clean. Business. Except nothing about Victoria Medeiros is simple.
She argues with me at every turn, refuses to be impressed by anything I offer, and has absolutely no interest in making my life easier. She's unpredictable and sharp and completely immune to the version of me that usually closes deals.
And every time I'm around her every single time I find myself forgetting why I came here in the first place.
My son already decided she's family. I'm starting to think he might be right.
"There's something about you that genuinely irritates me."
"There's something about you that makes me want to keep irritating you."
✔ Enemies to Lovers
✔ Billionaire / CEO Hero
✔ Single Dad / Widower
✔ Strong, Independent Heroine
✔ Forced Proximity
✔ Slow Burn
Genre: Romance
VICTORIA MEDEIROS
I've always been the odd one out in this neighborhood.
My house is the most modest one on the block, my little shop doesn't exactly scream "luxury," and some of my neighbors have made sure I never forget I don't quite belong here. But this is my place the only place I've ever truly felt like myself and I'm not going anywhere.
Then Rafael Moretti moves in next door.
CEO. Model. Single dad. And apparently, the most infuriating man I've ever had the misfortune of meeting. He's the kind of guy who walks into a room and makes everyone else irrelevant. The kind who challenges everything I say, raises one eyebrow like he's already won the argument, and somehow always smells like a magazine ad I can't stop thinking about.
I tell myself he's just another arrogant billionaire in a neighborhood full of them. I tell myself I don't care that his son is the sweetest kid I've ever met. I tell myself a lot of things.
None of them are working.
RAFAEL MORETTI
I didn't move here to make friends. I moved here because Victoria's shop is the last piece of land blocking a billion-dollar development deal. Everyone else already signed. She won't even consider it. And I need that property.
Simple. Clean. Business. Except nothing about Victoria Medeiros is simple.
She argues with me at every turn, refuses to be impressed by anything I offer, and has absolutely no interest in making my life easier. She's unpredictable and sharp and completely immune to the version of me that usually closes deals.
And every time I'm around her every single time I find myself forgetting why I came here in the first place.
My son already decided she's family. I'm starting to think he might be right.
"There's something about you that genuinely irritates me."
"There's something about you that makes me want to keep irritating you."
✔ Enemies to Lovers
✔ Billionaire / CEO Hero
✔ Single Dad / Widower
✔ Strong, Independent Heroine
✔ Forced Proximity
✔ Slow Burn
Genre: Romance
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