“You… you bet on me?” I stand there, like I’ve been spat on—hurting so badly it feels like my heart will tear in two. “Kris, it’s not like you think,” Kirill stares at me tensely, but I no longer believe him. “Why do you need me? You got everything you wanted from me! Let me go!” “Maybe I don’t care about that bet. I just want you. For myself. Forever.” Kirill changes girls like gloves, and the quiet high-achiever Chris is waiting for “the one”—and she won’t compromise. He decides to win her over and puts all his experience into capturing girls’ hearts. How can you resist that? Chris is almost ready to give in—yet she doesn’t know that he’s only been betting on her. Contains explicit profanity.