The Little Imp Won't Leave Me Alone

This little brat is such a handful!

Fifteen years ago, blinded by foolish affection, she thought she had found an adorable, sensible young nobleman with a tragic past.

He was precocious. At just ten years old, he told her he had a crush on someone, and that she was three years older than him.

He was a spendthrift. At his eleventh birthday party, he actually wanted to propose to the girl he liked with a diamond ring worth over a million, and told her it was just a small thing. When he grew up, he would give the girl he loved something even more expensive and better!

Well, no matter what he was like, he was her little brother, so of course she had to support him. She helped him plan how to woo the girl and find witnesses at his birthday party, in case his crush denied everything. But...

Why was the adorable, sensible, tragic, precocious, spendthrift young nobleman's crush none other than her?

Oh, good grief! Hadn't she just brought this on herself?

The day after he confessed, he flew back to England. Being rather petty, she wished him a pleasant trip and hoped he would never come back. Clearly, not one of the gods in heaven heard her prayer, because fifteen years later he came back for another try!

Damn it! How many times had she told him that he wasn't her type!

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