Title: Scandalous Billionaires
Authors: Eve Gaddy, Katherine Garbera, Kathleen O’Brien, Mimi Wells, Nancy Robards Thompson
Publication date: May 3rd 2016
Genres: Adult, Contemporary, Romance
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The exclusive Isola del Sole is a billionaires’ playground. Intrigue, adrenaline, and deception rule the day for the wealthy De Luca brothers and their closest friends—but only the right women can ignite their passions during the hot Amalfi nights…
The Billionaire’s Temptation
Rocco De Luca lives and loves in the fast lane. Filling in for his older brother for a few weeks sounds… well, boring. Until he meets Steffi Harlan, who’s in charge of keeping the playboy out of trouble. Except Steffi isn’t immune to Rocco’s charms.
They burn up the nights they spend together… But can they both survive love in the fast lane?
The Billionaire’s Deception
Shel Myerson, wildly successful TV mogul, has no privacy thanks to a recent and ugly public breakup. What he doesn’t expect is to be mistaken as an employee by Janine Pike, the one person in Europe who also doesn’t have any idea who he is.
Shel and Janine discover their chemistry is combustible–but will their budding relationship survive the heat once the press catches on?
The Billionaire’s Betrayal
Matteo De Luca’s single focus is rebuilding his hotel empire, and he’s close to achieving his goal, but there’s a sexy distraction standing in his way. Helena Von Lienz knows it’s finally time to let go. But what she finds are some unexpected truths about her late hubby, and a strong sensual shared desire with Matteo.
Will mixing business with pleasure be the end, or just the beginning, for Matteo and Helena?
The Billionaire’s Secret
When Sophie Smith’s dearest friend asks her to be her stand in at an Amalfi resort, Sophie won’t let her down. Turns out, she get used to this life, especially handsome gardener Declan Muldoon who’s more thrilling than any of the billionaires around.
But Sophie’s not the only one pretending. Declan is actually the black sheep of a very wealthy family, a man in need of an heiress. An heiress exactly like who Sophie is pretending to be…
The Billionaire’s Charade
Summer St. Croix hates weddings. But when she meets hot-as-sin Luke Vanetti, he promises to give her a reason to like them. It’s all sexy fun and games until Summer realizes that Luke is none other than her new boss. And her first assignment is posing as his fiance.
Playing the happy couple is hard enough during the day, but the nights might turn the charade into more than just a job for both of them.
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Excerpt from The Billionaire’s Charade by Eve Gaddy
“You look like I feel,” a deep voice said.
Summer turned and saw one of the groomsmen holding out a glass of champagne. Exactly what she needed.
“Thanks. How is that?”
“Wondering when you can cut out.”
Summer laughed. She’d noticed him. In a group of surprisingly good-looking men, he stood out. Tall, dark, and sinfully, deliciously gorgeous.
“Probably before you can. I’m just a friend of the bride’s. You’re in the wedding.”
“Jeremy would be the first to understand if I left early. Especially if it was with you.”
No doubt about it, this guy was hot. Dark brown, wavy hair, the kind that made her itch to run her fingers through it. His eyes were dark, too, a deep brown, almost espresso-colored. Normally, she wasn’t a fan of stubble, but on him it looked good. So, he looked great but would he say something unexpected or would she hear the same thing she heard from nearly every man she met?
“You’re trying to decide if I’m going to tell you that you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Or at least in the room tonight.” He took a drink.
Appreciating his candor, Summer couldn’t help smiling again. The music swelled and she waited a minute to respond. “Something like that.” She sipped her champagne and asked, “Are you?”
He shook his head. “No. I figure you’ve heard that refrain a time or a thousand. I’ll just admire you silently.”
She gave him points for originality.
She offered her hand, saying, “Hi, I’m Summer St. Croix.”
He shook her hand and said, “I’m Luke—” Thanks to the music picking that moment to crescendo, she didn’t catch his last name. Dan? Ban? Fan? Fantasy? No, that couldn’t be it. Seriously, though, did she really care?
They smiled at each other. Damn, he’s even better when he smiles. If I were the type, I’d swoon.
“Do you like to dance?” he asked as the band struck up a new song.
“Not really.” Dancing at a wedding. Uh, no. That also reminded her of things she’d rather forget. Not to mention, she was a terrible dancer.
“Great. Neither do I. Would you like to go somewhere and talk?”
“What did you say? I can’t hear you.”
He laughed. “My point. Does the hotel bar work for you?”
“Sure. Why not?”
They found a booth in a corner of the bar. “Would you like another glass of champagne or do you want something else?” Luke asked.
“It seems a shame to pay for drinks when there’s free champagne and beer at the wedding.”
“But then we’d have to go back. I like it here.”
“I do, too,” Summer said, looking around. The bar, like the rest of the hotel, was elegant, tastefully decorated, and it whispered “money” in dulcet tones. “I’d like a mojito.”
Luke signaled the waitress who came over instantly. After he ordered two mojitos, he said, “Are you staying at the hotel or are you local?”
“Staying. I’m from Dallas. What about you?”
“Staying, and I live in Dallas, too.”
While a coincidence, it wasn’t much of one. Summer imagined a good third of the guests lived in the DFW metroplex.
They talked some more and the waitress brought their drinks. “To your eyes,” Luke said and touched his glass to hers.
“If you say I have eyes the color of jade or emeralds, I’m outta here.”
He studied her, then tipped her chin up with a finger and looked into her eyes. Summer stared back, words deserting her as she fell into the depths of his gaze.
“No, your eyes are an unusual shade. If I were to describe them, I’d say they look like malachite.” He dropped his hand and added with a wicked grin, “With some jade and emerald swirling around.”
“You’re very smooth, aren’t you?” And he was revving up her heartbeat with a look and a touch.
She took a sip of her drink to steady herself. It didn’t help.
“I try,” he said modestly. “How am I doing?”
“You’re good and you know it. Okay, what color is my hair?” She was curious how he’d describe it. Lots of men had tried, so she’d heard a gazillion variations of redhead and red.
Luke picked up a strand of hair and rubbed it between his fingers. “A thousand shades of wildfire.”
Summer’s breath caught in her throat. They were playing a game, but my, oh my, he was good with words. She wondered what else he was good at.