Blurb
SUN,
SEA AND SCANDAL
Notorious heiress Alexa Green has certainly been enjoying her most
recent girls-holiday in Marbella. Just as we thought, she’s been knocking back
the cocktails and showing off her fabulous bikini body on the beach… but rumour
has it she’s also been spotted sneaking out of Enrique Castillo’s penthouse in
the early hours of this morning – in nothing but her underwear! Our question
is, doesn’t this fiercely private billionaire know what he’s letting himself in
for?
He’s got the millions… and she knows how to spend them! So lie back on
your sun lounger and get comfortable, because this summer fling is going to be
a sizzler!
Excerpt
Adrenaline
roared through her veins. This was her only chance. Pushing away from the wall,
she rounded the lift, desperately seeking an escape. She barely noticed the
plush furnishings, soft-looking leather sofas and floor to ceiling window which
showcased the most spectacular view she’d ever seen. Instead she focused on the
walls surrounding the elevator.
‘Are you
lost?’
The
heavily accented voice froze her to the spot. She darted a glance toward the
sound. Dark brows furrowed over the richest coloured eyes she’d seen. His gaze
swept over the length of her body, then up, lingering on her rear for a beat
too long. Her skin tingled under his scrutiny.
Turning
her whole body to face him, she slapped a hand on her hip. ‘Had a good enough
look?’
His lips
quirked in a sexy, lopsided grin. The jitters were back and Alexa swore the
temperature in the room shot up ten degrees. Her gaze dropped to his broad
shoulders, covered in a thin white t-shirt, then down to a well filled chest.
She could see a dark pattern beneath the t-shirt. She longed to find out what
kind of tattoo he had. Usually, tats didn’t do it for her. But on that body…
‘I could
ask you the same thing.’
She
snapped her attention back to his face. He stepped toward her, his jaw set, his
eyes dancing with humour and something darker…something that made her blood
heat and her mouth water.
Alexa
raised her arm, palm out. ‘Hold it there, Mr. Any closer and I’ll scream.’
He paused
by the sofa. Propping his hip against the cream leather, he folded his arms
across his chest, causing the muscles to bulge. The moisture drained from her
mouth and flooded in her belly.
‘No one’s
here to hear you.’ He cocked a brow. ‘You seem to be forgetting where you are
and,’ his gaze dipped down to her breasts causing the nipples to peak against
the lacy fabric ‘how underdressed.’
Alexa
thought this moment would have topped the blush scale. She planted her other
hand on her hip and glared at him, unwilling to show any weakness. ‘I’m just
leaving.’
She turned
and strode back to the lift, keeping her back straight and trying not to wiggle
her hips too much. The predatory sheen in his eyes made her body more jittery
than the idea of sprinting around the lower floor in her underwear. She reached
out to hit the button, but a large hand circled her wrist before she made it.
Alexa
squeaked and darted back a step. He was so close, and his chest was right in her face. She could see the
dark outline of the tattoo beneath the thin cotton. The outline of a burning
sun, she thought, or something that looked like a sun. Her hands itched to lift
the material and see for herself.
‘I’m up
here.’
She
snapped her gaze back up to his smirking face and took another step back. His
lips kicked up at the corners and his eyes darkened. She swallowed against the
urge to step closer, to feel his hard body pressed against hers. But she
realised she was in little more than her bra and knickers in a stranger’s home.
Unease skittered down her spine.
Alexa
squared her shoulders, trying to quash the fear turning her heated blood into
cold sludge. ‘I’m leaving now.’
‘After you
explain what you’re doing in my home in your undergarments.’
‘Undergarments?’
Alexa pressed her lips together to keep a giggle at bay. ‘Seriously?’
Thanks Ella! x
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