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Tycoon's One-Night Revenge
Book: Tycoon's One-Night Revenge Read Online Free
Author: Bronwyn Jameson
Tags: Fiction, General, Romance, Contemporary, Man-Woman Relationships, Love Stories, Revenge, Category, Millionaires, Amnesia, Businessmen, billionaires
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the usual procedure when you’re engaged to be married? A diamond ring on this finger?”
    He illustrated by grazing her ring finger with the pad of his thumb. It was a simple touch, but he stood close enough that she breathed the male heat of his skin, and her body acknowledged a myriad of other touches that were not so innocent. Warmth suffused her skin and pooled low in her belly but she fought it gamely. “I don’t have an engagement ring.”
    “Carlisle didn’t buy you a diamond? What did he give you then? A share package? Expansion capital? An exclusive agreement to use your service in the Carlisle hotel chain?”
    His voice was soft and mocking, but his watchful eyes never left hers. Wasn’t this why she’d hiked up here—to dispel the misconceptions and tell him the truth? To explain why the demand he’d made of her was impossible to deliver? Her stomach churned with trepidation, but she had to try.
    “He offered a rescue package for my business.”
    “You’re in financial trouble?”
    Susannah tugged her hand free, but the warmth of that contact still tingled through her skin along with the shame of admitting her sorry business plight. Both flustered her; she could feel the heat in her face and couldn’t stop it leaking into her voice. “I expanded too fast, my ideas were too grand and I wanted to prove I was capable of succeeding on my own. I made a poor borrowing choice and, yes, I’ve struggled with the debt.”
    “I’m finding that hard to fathom. You’re a Horton. Your parents—”
    “I didn’t want their help,” she cut in. “I didn’t want to use my father’s money. That was the point. You know why.” She’d told him about her father’s secret life and why she’d left the family company to start her own business, but there was something in his expression that suggested she should add this to the list of things he’d forgotten from their weekend.
    “Accepting your parents’ help is different to accepting help from your husband-to-be?” he asked.
    “Yes,” she said fiercely, “it absolutely is. This is not a one-sided situation.”
    “What does Carlisle get in return for his investment?”
    “He gets me.”
    Their gazes clashed for a long, heated moment. Something flickered in Donovan’s eyes, a hint of anger or denial that was quickly doused. He drew back and studied her with undisguised disapproval. “So, he’s buying himself a wife. A blue-blooded Horton with all the right credentials and a resort on the side.”
    That mocking arrow found its target but Susannah didn’t flinch. She held no illusions about the marriage contract she’d entered into. She understood the terms; she’d spent a full week dissecting them before reaching her decision. Lifting her chin, she met her adversary’s disparaging gaze. “Alex believes he’s getting a bargain.”
    “But then he doesn’t know everything about you, does he?”
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    “You do,” he countered, his voice a silky contrast to the steel of his gaze. “What does your Alex think about his wife sleeping with clients?”
    “His wife may have made some poor choices in the past, but that was before she made any vows of fidelity. Once she committed to one man, she would never cheat. She knows the hurt that can inflict on everyone involved.”
    “Have you made many of these poor choices?”
    “Just one comes to mind.”
    “It can’t have been all bad,” he said, and their gazes tangled for an unnervingly quiet second. She couldn’t lie, she couldn’t construct a smart retort. She doubted she could even hide the truth that ached in her chest from showing in her eyes.
    Memories, she told herself. It is nothing but false memories.
    “No,” she managed finally. “Not all bad. I learned a valuable lesson about making rash choices, about staying true to my naturally cautious nature. About thinking my actions through to the consequences. I learned to ask, why does this man
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