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Wicked Games
by Evanne Lorraine
Category: Romance
Description: Damien, the dominant masseur, is the answer to all of Rhianna's overheated fantasies, except that he's fourteen years too young--barely legal. Ready, able, and willing to play sex games with Rhianna, the beautiful executive, Damien doesn't disclose his agenda. To protect his mother, he needs leverage to expose Rhianna's boss as a fortune hunter. Rhianna has the access to the proof he has to have, but, the rules of their game keep shifting. Rating: Carnal/erotica--bondage/domination, spanking
eBook Publisher: New Concepts Publishing, 2009
eBookwise Release Date: September 2009
 
14 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [157 KB]
Words: 30111
Reading time: 86-120 min.
Chapter One
"Talk to me," Damien answered his cell.
Diego reported, "Hudson took the Boyd woman to the airport, but after he got her checked in he headed out. You want me to stay with him?"
"Forget about it. Pauli's got him. Find out where Boyd is heading and text me."
"Sure thing, Boss."
Merde, another dead-end. If it weren't for the feeling in his gut, he'd be ready to give up and accept Granville Hudson at face value. He'd kept the financer under surveillance for more than a month, finding nothing that would have made an angel blush. Same results with the forensic audit--a big fat nothing. His people were second to none--experts on finding the dirt. And yet, they'd come up empty.
Either the old bastard was clean or he was uncommonly careful.
Since Damien's gut said Granville was dirty, he'd stayed on him. Now, with the wedding getting closer, he needed definitive answers.
His cell played a few notes, signaling an incoming text. He thumbed through it. A smile quirked his lips as he read. "Henri, pack me a weekend bag."
The butler appeared silently from wherever he hovered, and then cleared his throat. "Very good sir, may I inquire as to your destination?"
"Some resort--Saint Valentine's, it's in the Bahamas," Damien answered absent-mindedly. His attention trained on the cell as he composed and sent a text message to his pilot.
"An excellent choice, sir," Henri murmured, gliding away.
Henri's good opinion meant more to Damien than it should. But, Henri wasn't an ordinary staff member. The old man had worked for his father. It had been a full year after he father's death before the butler thawed toward Damien. He'd worked harder for Henri's approval than he had on his law classes. He wasn't about to tell the old boy the trip was about dirt hunting or that he was willing to do whatever it took to find it.
Of course, protecting his mother was more important than his butler's opinion--if he had to choose. He intended to keep both Henri's respect and his mother's safety intact.
Damien tucked the slim phone into his pocket. He had a good feeling about this. If anyone had the lowdown on Granville Hudson, it was Rhianna Boyd. She'd worked side by side with the wily bastard for almost fifteen years, which was a whole lot longer than her marriage had lasted.
What a fun femme she must be. It didn't matter. He needed information. She had it. And there was no one better at getting anything he wanted from la femme. He an expert at delegating, but this was a job he was seeing to personally. No matter how tedious the assignment proved to be.
His jaw hardened with determination. He would damn well do whatever needed to be done to safeguard his mother. Granville was not getting his hands on a cent of her fortune and the wily bastard was not going to even hurt her feelings.
Taking care of his mother was just one of his responsibilities. Damien had been running the Kardimos family's vast holdings since his father's death three years ago. Most days, he felt as if he'd been born old and very alone no matter how many people surrounded him.
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