Published by Self on 03/19/2019
Genres: Romantic Comedy
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Our families have been at war for generations; a bitter rivalry with no end in sight. All I've ever wanted to do was make wine, but one night with James will cost me everything.
I shouldn't be attracted to him... but I am.
I definitely shouldn't want to sleep with him... but I do.
Is following my heart worth the risk of losing my vineyard and my legacy?
Because in my family, there could be no greater betrayal than sleeping with the enemy.
James Russo is enemy #1.
Hating him is in my blood.
Bitter Rival, an all-new forbidden romance from New York Times bestselling author J. Sterling, is available now!
Bitter Rival by J. Sterling is an enemies to lovers romance that was fun and charming. Julia and James have grown up as adversaries due to the rivalry between their families. But what neither can deny is their mutual attraction. But with their families at odds, they can never be, right?
Then James decides enough is enough. But can Julia trust him when he should be the last person to trust? I loved the chemistry between these two. Then you have the families tearing them apart. Bitter Rival was a fun and modern twist to the Romeo and Juliet story.
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Burying the hatchet wasn’t an option in my family. Even if I wanted to, which I didn’t, it wasn’t allowed. My dad would disown me completely and make me change my last name before he ever forgave a Russo.
Glancing across the competition space, I spotted James, his dark hair framing his two-week-old stubble as he smiled at a group of women, who, instead of working their own wine booths, looked all too willing to leave and take him to bed if he asked. Not that I cared what James did in his bed or with whom, but damn that facial hair. It would be the death of me. I’d spent one too many nights dreaming of the way it would feel as he dived between my thighs or as he kissed me, brushing across my cheek. That man sure knew how to keep his beard in check—always perfectly trimmed, fading just right toward the top where it met his hairline. It annoyed me as much as it turned me on, which was saying a lot since James was the most annoying human in existence.