First rule? Don't sleep with your best friend's little sister.Second? Don't sleep with your teammate's sister.DanicaHe's my big brother's teammate and everything I am not.He's a rich, arrogant, entitled snob.He lives in an Italian villa, for God's sake. I live in a hole in Prague.People think he's hilarious, charming - the smooth-talking, panty-dropping F1 race car driver. Always with a joke; a mischievous, sexy smirk. But nothing about my life is funny, and I'm not here for the reasons my brother thinks I am.DanteIf one were paying attention - and I am - this girl screams trouble.Forbidden, off-limits, a terrible idea. She's all of it, and I don't do complications.My life was neat and tidy.Until she stole my wallet.Then the blue-eyed siren took everything else - my best friend, my career, things I didn't know I could lose.'Just do me this favor,' he said. 'Help my sister out,' he said. 'You're my best friend,' he said.I tried to stay away, but you know what they say about good intentions...