LOGINAmelie Cavanaugh has faced many hardships in her life. She was orphaned at 8 years old, ran away with her brother from foster care at 14 years old, and constantly worked to achieve her goal of the university. Just when her life is going to plan, life is turned upside down one blustery November day as her brother is injured during a football game. Billionaire Dr. Nathan Michaels is next in line to take over Michaels Investment Group as his grandfather, Carrington Michaels, is retiring. The problem is that the board members think his playboy ways need to be in line for the CEO position. Solution: Carrington Michaels tells Nathan he has 6 weeks to get married, or he will lose the company. A chance sighting of the stunning brown-haired Amelie in the hospital cafe sends Nathan's world into a spin, but when he turns around after receiving his order, she is gone. Who is she? Where did she go? How can he make her his? Will it even matter when a dark family secret involving both families could threaten any chance of happiness?
View MoreSamuel’s POVTiff isn’t answering my calls, and she’s not responding to my texts. What the fuck did I do wrong? I don’t understand. The other night was basically the best night of my life. I know that it was hers, too, but here I am about to arrive at Carrington’s mansion for the rehearsal and dinner with no word from her. Perhaps I can speak with her alone when I get there.I pull up to the front of the mansion, and Carrington has valet parking. Of course, he does — nothing but the best for Carrington. I walk in the front door and walk into organized chaos. There have to be 20 people working on decorating for the big day tomorrow. I catch my pretty little Red over with Morgan. She doesn’t look up at me at all. I wanted to run over to her, take her in my arms, and steal every one of her breaths with my kisses. I will bide my time, though.“Samuel!” Carrington exclaimed. “Great, everyone is here, now we just need the bride and groom. Come have a drink.”“Am I late?” I asked, puzzled.“
Samuel’s POVI checked the security camera for my place, and Tiff is no longer there. I sent her a text.Samuel: Hey, my beautiful Red. Hope you have a wonderful day. See you tonight :)There was no reply. She must be busy, so I’ll try her again later. I can honestly say I’ve been completely unproductive today. I was attentive and on point at the three meetings, but as far as any time spent at my desk, I was a pylon. I just sat at my desk and thought about every curve of my sweet little Red.“Knock, knock,” Cynthia said, leaning on the door of my office.In the past, I would have jumped at her beck and call, but now, she was my past. Tiff is now my future and is better than anything I had with Cynthia.“Hey Cynthia,” I said, leaning back in my chair. “What brings you to floor forty-two?”“Now, now, Samuel. Is that any way to greet me?” Cynthia purred as she entered my office, closed the door, and put on the privacy glass. “It’s been a long time, Samuel.”Cynthia slinked over to my des
Samuel’s POVI hated getting up and leaving her, but I had a really important meeting first thing this morning. We were up most of the night as I couldn’t get enough of my sweet little pretty one. By the time we slept, Red was exhausted. So, here I am in the shower, regretfully washing off the smell of sex and of Red. I wish she were in the shower with me, but I don’t have the heart to wake her up. When my alarm went off this morning, she didn’t even flinch.Peter is a fucking idiot for leaving her, but I’m certainly glad he did. Every inch of her body was made for me. Last night, I think I touched, licked, or kissed every inch of her, too. I don’t think Peter ever worshipped her like the goddess she is. Well, fuck you, Peter, she’s mine now, and she will never settle for less than what I can give her, and right now I’m willing to give her everything, including my soul.I hopped out of the shower and headed to my closet. I chuckled to myself, remembering how she ripped the buttons off
Tiff’s POVI slowly crawled along the mattress. Something in Samuel’s command lit my inner sex goddess. I didn’t know if I looked it, but I sure felt it.“Fuck. Yes. Just like that, Red,” Samuel groaned.When I reached Samuel, I kneeled up, grabbed the front of his dress shirt, and pulled it open, hard. Buttons flew everywhere. I had seen it done in a movie and had always wanted to try it; it actually worked!“Hey,” Samuel smirked. “That was my favorite shirt.”“Oh, I’m so sorry,” I gasped.“I’m teasing, Red,” Samuel chuckled.I play slapped Samuel on the chest and giggled. My hand lingered on his rock-hard chest. Fuck, he must work out constantly.“Getting rough with me, Red?” Samuel chuckled as he shed his shirt to the ground.I went to lift my hand off his chest, and Samuel stopped it. He dragged my hand down to his belt.“I still need help with these,” he grinned.I gulped hard, and my other hand went to his waist.“Don’t be timid, Red,” Samuel said in a low rolling growl.Fuck. I
Kimmy’s POV“He’s not, he’s wearing a towel,” I smirked.Dante stood up. “Kimmy, did he… touch you?”“Why is it any concern of yours?” I asked.“Kimmy, tell me. Did he touch you?” Dante demanded.“No, he didn’t,” I explained. “He stayed to look after me because I got hammered last night. Are you ha
Paul’s POVI am so stuffed I can barely move. Madison and I are the only people left on the upper deck — everyone kind of scattered to watch the sunset. We’re sitting together on the bench watching the sunset ourselves.“Oh gosh, I ate too much,” Madison sighed.“Me too,” I grunted. “I think I have
9 months agoPaul’s POVGod, I need this vacation. When I first started up my marketing company, I never knew how fast and big it would grow. In three years, I have 55 employees, and the company has exceeded all expectations. The problem is, I have no life. I have enough frequent flyer miles to enci
Paul’s POVI arrived at the hotel at 7:45 am and checked in. One of the concierges showed me to my suite. Seems Nathan had booked everyone on the club level. The concierge then informed me that breakfast was being served in the club lounge. So, I dropped my bags in my room, changed into a golf shir






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