The Billionaire’s Secret, Book 2 in the
Billionaire Contemporary Romance Duet by Nana Malone is LIVE!
It was supposed to be a simple job. Go to the Winston Isles, stand in
for my billionaire double for a few weeks.
But between the kidnapping attempt and accidentally falling in love with
my bodyguard, things have been far from simple.
The good news, at least now the woman I love knows who I really am. The
bad news is, no one else knows and someone is still trying to kill me.
I came to the Winston Isles to save my mother’s life, now I’ve got so
much more than I bargained for. The trick will be to hold on to my brand new
life and not get killed in the process.
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Excerpt:
Zia…
His whispered words
were everything I had ever wanted to hear. Everything I wanted to hear before I
knew about Derrick and Theo. What he was saying was everything I needed, and a
balm for my pain. The problem was I was getting this after the fact, and I didn't
know if I could believe it.
Believe it. You know
you want to. "I can't. I can't do
this."
He nodded, but his
forehead stayed pressed on mine. His thick lashes lay against his cheeks for a
long moment as he closed his eyes. "I know, and I don't want to make
things difficult. I just fucking miss you."
Goddamn it. I knew I
needed to step away. My knees had turned to jelly, and the warm rush between my
thighs told me I was weak, and I really, really wanted him.
Instead of stepping
away though, I whimpered.
Theo's breath caught
in his throat. And instead of letting me go, instead of releasing my hand, he
tugged me closer, his hands sliding up my thighs, then my waist. His thumbs
traced over my ribs. He licked his lips. "Zia, I'm trying to let you go.
I'm trying to do the right thing."
"Then do
it."
"For both of our
sakes, I wish I could."
And then his lips were
on mine, his tongue licking into my mouth, and God, it was as if molten lava
were oozing out of me.
The kiss was mostly
teeth and tongues, a clash of apologies and anger, and hurt.
Theo's hands were in
my hair, angling me, kissing me deeper. I tugged futilely at his shirt. There
were too many goddamn buttons. His hands tugged my blouse out of my skirt, and
then he lifted the hem of the material. There were no words then. Just grunts,
and whimpers, and moans. Before I knew what was going on, Theo had backed me up
until the back of my knees hit the couch. And then we were falling down.
Oh God. This was bad.
This was very, very bad... but oh, so good. Better than anything I had ever
felt in my life, and I was coiling toward the pure bliss of it. His hands were
on my thighs, sliding up. He still continued to kiss me, and there was an
intensity, an urgency to his movements.
He made this muffled
laugh-growl against my lips, and his fingers found the edge of my panties. He
shifted the elastic aside and then moaned against me. Without taking his lips
from mine, he muttered against me. "Wet. Fuck." Those two words telling me just how far his brain had
devolved into caveman territory.
And then he was
sliding his fingers into me. Two of them. No preamble, no foreplay. And God, I
loved every second of it. I didn't need the extras right now.
I was already so keen,
so on-edge, and everything about this was wrong, and dirty, and so hot. I just
need him closer. I needed more. I needed—
There was a loud
banging at the door. Three sharp raps.
About Nana:
USA Today Best Seller, Nana Malone's love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she "borrowed" from her cousin.
USA Today Best Seller, Nana Malone's love of all things romance and adventure started with a tattered romantic suspense she "borrowed" from her cousin.
It was a sultry summer afternoon in Ghana, and Nana was a precocious
thirteen. She's been in love with kick butt heroines ever since. With her
overactive imagination, and channeling her inner Buffy, it was only a matter a
time before she started creating her own characters.
While she waits for her chance at a job as a ninja assassin, in the
meantime Nana works out her drama, passion, and sass with fictional characters
every bit as sassy and kick butt as she thinks she is.
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