“Four
years ago, I was nearly seduced by Lilli’s very sensual and obvious assets.
Today, I desire her business savvy even more.
My strange luck, her uncle signed over her trust fund in an investment
deal to me.” Sanchez
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Lilli Eden has never forgotten the summer she spent in Malaga, Spain, at her friend, Jimena’s. Or Sanchez Varellano, Jimena’s brother. They shared smouldering glances all that summer but nothing more for Sanchez was engaged. Or so she thought.
“I will see you in hell!” Lilli abruptly yanked free of his grasp and
lit off down the hallway to the stairwell as if a pack of demons were chasing
her.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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Lilli Eden has never forgotten the summer she spent in Malaga, Spain, at her friend, Jimena’s. Or Sanchez Varellano, Jimena’s brother. They shared smouldering glances all that summer but nothing more for Sanchez was engaged. Or so she thought.
Four
years on Lilli feels she’s finally grown past their searing mutual attraction
but upon gaining control of her parents’ trust fund, she discovers her deceased
Uncle Jeremy had secretly invested it in a Varellano business expansion.
Sanchez now holds the strings to her and her younger sister Lucie’s futures for
several years.
Sanchez
dares to take fate into his own hands. He can redress both Jeremy’s ill thought
out offer and an old Varellano family score at the same time. And Sanchez has a
private agenda of his own for the ravishing Lilli.
Lilli
must decide whether to tempt fate on a chance with Sanchez for dreamt of
futures for her and Lucie as the Edens and Varellano share a painful history
that brings Lilli and Sanchez together but also threatens to drive them apart.
Will fate be on the side of their love this time?
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EXCERPT
“How is it that you’ve come to
have the demeanour of a spitting alley cat?” Sanchez strode rapidly out into
the 22nd floor hallway after her, catching her by the wrist and
unceremoniously hauling her up against the deep green hallway wall, the office
doors mercifully closing behind him.
“What has happened to the
enticing, albeit somewhat naïve, siren who came to Malaga four years ago? And
do not pretend outraged female with me. I know you better than that, Lilli,
having watched you all too closely that summer.” Two strong arms held her
shoulders against the wall, leaving her no room to maneuver.
Lilli was suddenly too close to
six-foot, virile Latin male and in unwilling thrall of his sensual closeness.
He was pushing both high-powered and sensual attraction at the same time that
riled every sensitive molecule of her skin.
He was shameless. Sanchez didn’t
even wait one moment to remind her of the… incident, she recalled with an
embarrassment that sent her outrage into overdrive.
“Four years has happened, Señor,” she retorted fiercely, willing
herself to resist his incredible appeal. “And I know you just well enough to
warn you not to manage me like one of your deals,” she spit out, refusing to look
into his eyes. For that would surely be the undoing of her. Sanchez’ eyes would
delve down into her soul, seducing every inch of her.
Somehow her eyelashes fluttered
upward regardless of their own accord. Did she tremble as his gaze speared her?
She must have, for his grip changed ever so slightly from angry to possessive,
and she felt the sensual shift to the very bottoms of her toes.
“Manage you? Dio, you exaggerate, Lilli.” He lifted a dark eyebrow. “I could
never treat you like a business deal. The very laws of fate would never allow
it.” He looked over her face with such wonder and astonishment Lilli struggled
to focus on understanding what he was saying.
“Four years is not forever,
though I do find you changed, Lilli.” He lifted one of his hands to run it down
the side of her cheek. “You were like a rosebud when you came to my house that
summer in Malaga.” His eyes took in her loose hair and the wildly confused
expression that now resonated rampantly through him too.
Lilli could barely make sense of
how swiftly those four years were melting away like ice in a desert storm under
his burning, cognac-tinted eyes.
“But now, you are unfolding like
a veritable Goya painting.” This close to Lilli’s delectable curves and
enchanting face, Sanchez felt himself quickly succumbing to the incredible tide
of wanton desire he’d checked and re-checked that summer four years ago and
which hadn’t diminished at all in four years. Quite the opposite.
“Yes, well, that was a long time
ago, Señor,” Lilli breathed out, not
entirely believing her own words but needing to put distance between them. “And
as you say, I’ve changed,” she stated boldly, telling herself that the faint
waft of his cologne and scent of his skin wasn’t enticing in the least.
“I suspect not that much, Lilli.”
His hand slipped like a feather down her side. “There was something I never
took the opportunity to do when you were in Malaga. Something I then longed
very much to do the entire time you stayed with us, tantalizing me.” His voice
dropped to a low murmur as his eyes devoured her, pinning her where she stood
just with his look.
“I never kissed you.” And Sanchez
suddenly slanted his beautiful mouth inexorably over her own.
His startling admission and the
unexpected sensation of Sanchez’s lips now caressing her own sent her already
unstable senses keening out of control. Lilli just melted under his very
tactile touch against the hallway wall.
He kissed her mouth gently at
first, shocking her with intense little quivers that seduced her to open her
mouth to him. The promise of all the volcanic looks he’d once shot in her
direction four years earlier now coalesced into a shimmering spasm of pleasure
and she sank faster than a paper cup in a maelstrom.
A tiny, pleading sound escaped
her mouth as she surrendered and then gave way to the delicious pressure of his
firm lips. At the slip of his tongue, she fell instantly into a vortex of heady
pleasure.
This was only the very tip of the
depth of passion that Sanchez had denied her years ago, she realized dimly
somewhere in the part of her mind that was still in the real world. A passion
he’d never loosened on her out of respect for a young guest in his home under
his protection.
And now, here he was, she
realized in a fog of sensual wonder. He was not a dream. He was holding her,
and wanting her if his increasingly unrestrained attention was anything to go
by.
Gradually the remembrance that he
was clever and accustomed to manipulating things the way he wanted them crept
back into her passion-hazed mind. Clever enough to use what he might still
believe to be her attraction to him to keep her from challenging him for her
family trust. She struggled to get free of the luxurious taste and feel of him
like a mad thing.
Sanchez only laughed softly as he
gradually, reluctantly released her.
“I should never have allowed you
to leave me four years ago, Lilli.” His darkened eyes roamed over her. “Even
then, though younger, your passions ran in the same vein as mine.” He ran a
thumb over her responsive lower lip. “Dulce
mia,” he promised intently. “Whatever you say, I will see to it that this
time you are mine.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
My imagination has
been in overdrive since grade 6 when I wrote, cast and produced my own play
(all of 2 pages long)! I grew up reading
romance novels coming out of high school but since then have slipped into
romance with a twist; paranormal, Gothic, foreign, steam punk even. I love dark and enigmatic heroes. Naturally
these are the genres I’m interested in writing too. I’m a totally rebellious Indie author forever
and hope you’ll check out my titles as I explore and grow with the Indie
publishing movement!
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