Sabrina Rodriguez found the perfect house. It comes with a male housemate, but no big deal. Everyone can have a housemate. Hers might look like a demigod whose mission in life is to bring out the pervert in her but then again, beside the point. Everything is going to be just fine. And it was. Until she opened the freaking door, that is. Curiosity killed Sabrina's proverbial cat. Oliver San Martin has the perfect housemate. She ignores him most of the time but no big deal. She looks nothing like his usual diet of tall, slim, and leggy women yet she stars in his every dirty dream. Who care's right? Everything is going to be just fine. And it was. Until he heard that soft mewling through the wall that divides their room. She opened that freaking door and answered his call to taste the forbidden fruit. Oh, love, all bets are off now.