Everyone knows Brighton. America’s golden girl. Pure-blood royalty. The picture-perfect princess with flawless manners, dazzling smiles, and enough charm to win over an entire room before she’s even introduced herself. Draco Malfoy is expected to marry her. He expects a spoiled, polished socialite he can barely tolerate. Instead, the second they’re alone, Brighton drops the smile, rolls her eyes, and calls him an idiot. Turns out America’s sweetheart is a sharp-tongued menace with a talent for hiding behind perfect manners—and Draco is far more obsessed with the real her than he ever expected to be. After all, a princess is entertaining. A princess with teeth? That’s impossible to resist.