Calculated revenge, unexpected
passion…
Business magnate Luca Venancio is
returning to Rio to pay his respects to his late brother, and to seduce his
once fiancée, Daniella, back into his bed. Five years ago she left him without
so much as a word, shunning him and the rich life he could offer in exchange
for his younger, reckless brother. Now Luca wants revenge—seduce her and dump
her, that's all he intends to do.
Blackmailed into a violent farce of
a marriage, Daniella had no choice but to comply to protect Luca's life, even
though it meant never being able to see him again. Years later, a twist of fate
reunites them, throwing her plans of fleeing Rio out of the window and the love
of her life straight back in.
Luca's flawless plan soon becomes
complicated when he discovers Daniella is expecting his brother's child. It
becomes even more complicated when old passions return. Can he actually go
through with seducing her, bedding her, and then discarding her?
Excerpt:
"I will get out here,"
Daniella said, reaching for the door handle.
"No, keep driving," Luca
ordered, glaring at the chauffeur and pressing the central lock button.
Although he hadn't been back to the
house, he clearly remembered where his brother had lived. It had been his
parents' home and he'd grown up there. He would never forget the decrepit
building that had desperately needed restoring. Paint had chipped and flaked
off of the dreary walls, and the rooms were so small they felt claustrophobic.
He'd spent many nights sitting on the roof listening to faint arguments between
his parents, whilst he dreamed of a better life.
"You don't think I at least
deserve an explanation? Some minor clarification as to why you just left me in
the dark?" Luca stared at her intently, and she opened and then quickly
closed her mouth again, biting down on her bottom lip until it darkened to a
deeper tone of pink.
He kept his eyes on her, not even
blinking, as he looked her up and down. She was a shadow of the vibrant girl he
remembered; the Daniella he had known five years ago. Sitting beside him now
she was scared, the fear was wild in her eyes, and she was clearly
malnourished, evident from the black sack of a dress, which hung off her
delicate frame.
"When did you last eat
something?" It was more of a demand than a question.
"Excuse me?" He finally
had her attention.
"You heard me. When did you
last eat something?"
"That's none of your
business." She pulled the cardigan tighter around her midriff and turned
away from him.
"I'm concerned. You look
ill."
"Well, I'm not. I'm…I'm…"
He watched as she stumbled for her words. "I'm just grieving, okay?"
Fair enough, she may have been
grieving for the last twenty-four hours. It was bound to have been a grueling
short space of time for her to comprehend Miguel's death and have the customary
quick funeral. But what about before Miguel's death? The circles under her eyes
and fading blue marks across her jaw were old; her skin and hair were dull and
lifeless and told a story.
They sat in silence as the
chauffeur strategically maneuvered the Bentley through the favela's
never-ending maze of winding roads, passing makeshift house upon house, small
street markets, and gangs on each corner. Luca's eyes fixed on the house in
front of them when the car eased to a halt a few meters away from their
destination, and he recognized it instantly as his childhood home.
Reaching for the door, Daniella
pulled on it a couple of times before he pressed the central locking release.
She looked over her shoulder and
whispered, "You really have to go now."
He had given in far too easily
years ago, this time he was a different man; a man who always got what he
wanted, however cruel and ruthless he had to be. He had to remember that. Love
had left him weak and feeble. It had taken time to gather himself and learn to
never let emotions take over. Work was his haven, a place for him to focus and
throw himself and his energy into. He would prove to Daniella that she had made
the wrong choice.
Placing a hand on her shoulder,
Luca's fingers brushed against her dark curls and the nape of her neck.
"I'm not going anywhere this time." He leaned closer, his gaze fixed
on her mouth. "I've come for something and I intend to get it."
About the
Author:
I live in Essex, not too far from
London, with my very understanding husband, our identical twin boys, and two
Bedlington Terriers. We're crammed into our rather cozy two-up two-down terrace
and we can barely swing a cat, but hey, we love it. I work part-time as a
nurse, but when I'm off duty, you will find me either chasing the toddlers
around like a headless chicken, head buried in a book, or tapping away at my
stories.
I have always loved to read and
romance is by far my favorite genre! You can easily escape into such promising
worlds, where sexy Alpha males lead the way and strong heroines often can't
help but fall head over heels in love. I adore a Happy Ever After, as I'm sure
we all do if we're honest, right?
Reading and writing go hand in
hand, and from the day I could read, I enjoyed writing. To put pen to paper and
conjure up weird and wonderful little stories was what I thrived on! English
was my favorite class at school right throughout to secondary, and I will
always be thankful for the teachers who gave me the opportunities to develop
and be creative! If I remember rightly, one of my first stories was called The
Turkey Who Could Talk…but I'll tell you more about that some other day.
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