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Chase did the one thing guaranteed to blow away the cobwebs of confusion, threading his thoughts into a muddled jumble.He hit the road.Slamming his visor down, he glanced over his shoulder, let out the throttle, and savoured the roar of the motorbike as he pulled out onto the open highway.It had been way too long since he’d done this.Putting his past behind him came at a price, and while slaving his guts out to make a success of his business, he missed the simple things in life. Like making pasta from scratch, cooking the rich, creamy sauces his Nana had shown him, growing the herbs to complete any good meal, taking off on a whim, and riding as far as a tank of petrol lasted.And Amaya.He’d missed her more than he’d ever imagined and hadn’t known how much until she’d strutted back into his life with her fancy suits and stellar child.The simple life—he'd had it once but had moved on. For what? Fame? Fortune? To impress a bunch of rich people who hadn’t given him the time of day u
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The next day, Amaya reread the same paragraph for the fifth time before leaping up from the keyboard. It was her promotion. And now she doesn't know what to do or how to feel.Her son and her work had succeeded in distracting her from losing Chase before, but it wasn’t doing a thing for her now. She’d scanned her emails, managed to form coherent replies for the important ones, read the documentation Allen had forwarded from Human Resources, and toyed with an idea to grab the lucrative contract.All perfectly stimulating stuff she would normally thrive on, but today she couldn’t concentrate for more than a few seconds at a time, her mind constantly drifting to Chase. To their son, and to their marriage, to their relationship.Where was he?What was he thinking?Why had he run out on her when they needed to discuss this like two normal people?She understood that he needed time. But the fact that he’d barely spoken since she’d dropped her bombshell didn’t bode well.Bombshell? She’d det
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Amaya paused on the threshold of her father’s room, focusing on the man who had made her life a living hell, propped up in bed.He didn’t deserve this; no one deserved to suffer like this, mind and body wasting away, sapped of dignity, no matter what their sins.She’d rushed here out of what? Obligation? Caring? It certainly wasn’t love. He’d wiped away any semblance of that emotion the first time he’d raised his hand to her. She also paid him. So what was she doing here anyway?”Taking a deep breath, she stepped into the room.Whatever sense of familial duty had made her come, she didn’t want to stay. If he hadn’t wanted to broach the gap between them a few weeks earlier, there was no way things would’ve changed now. If anything, being incapacitated would sour his mood further, and she had no intention of bearing the brunt of his temper. Never again.“Father?”She tiptoed to the bed, reaching a hand out to touch his arm before letting it fall to her side when he turned his head sligh
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Chase could’ve wasted time and energy cursing Amaya’s father, but instead, he put his plan into action. When he’d initially heard what Amaya had said—that he’d wanted the old man dead—his hatred obliterating the temporary guilt of his visit might have caused another stroke. The old man was vile, determined to ruin his own daughter’s happiness. What sort of father did that to his only child, trying to wreck their relationship? He knew from his private investigator that the old man was a menace and Chase had never been his favourite, especially when he’d started making it big in the district, but what about Amaya? Didn’t the old guy love her at all? Probably not! Something niggled at his conscience, wedged like a spur, digging and needling—something about Amaya not knowing his father. And he sighed. Just like his own father, her father didn't deserve her kindness. He’d put it down to her father not giving a damn about her, not bothering to inform Amaya about something so trivial in
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Amaya stepped into their suite, the air whooshing from her lungs as she clutched at her chest, rubbing the sudden ache centring over her heart.Every detail of the incredible room, from the sheer ivory chiffon draping the open-air French doors leading to a crystal-horizon pool to the raised alabaster king-size bed, from the countless tea lights shimmering in the dusk to the heady scent of frangipani lingering in the air, all screamed, he remembered.Chase remembered.Her gaze lingered on the picnic blanket spread in the middle of the spacious room, on the feast of chocolate-dipped strawberries, double-roasted almonds, petit fours, and a bottle of chilled Muscato in an ice bucket.All her favourites, in her ultimate fantasy room.When had she told him? Their first meeting? Their second? Their tenth?It was irrelevant, considering he’d remembered her island fantasy and recreated it to perfection in this breathtaking suite.“I’m glad you came," Chase said with a small smile.What little
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Gone!She was gone.Chase knew it the second he woke, not needing to open his eyes to know Amaya had left.She was always a part of him. He hadn’t been kidding when he told her about this room and his hopes she’d come back.She was the only woman for him, and now she was his wife, and they loved each other. Well, nothing would stop them.Then why was he lying here alone, and she was winging her way to the other side of the world again?He’d let her get away once. Shit! Could he let her go again? “Fuck!”Never again.But he couldn’t control Amaya, couldn’t hold her back any more than let her go. He understood her drive, her ambition, and the same need for success pounding through his veins.So why the crazy feeling she’d left for good?They hadn’t resolved anything last night. He’d planned to and had wanted to talk, but his good intentions had crashed and burned around the time he’d been unable to keep his hands off her. From there, all bets had been off as they’d pleasured each other
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Chase’s first instinct was to rush to Amaya, sweep her into his arms, and forget the agony of the past month.That was before he saw the stubborn set of her mouth and the angry ocean blue glint as she fixed him with a haughty stare.He smirked, “Hi, wife!”He’d flown around the world to be with the woman he loved, and she was angry?Thrusting his hands in his pockets, he leaned against the window sill.“What? No welcome kiss for your husband?”Amaya picked up her bags and placed them on a nearby table, too cool and controlled for his liking. He wanted her off guard, nervous, so he could bully the truth out of her as to why she bolted and why she’d given back his ring. Instead, she smoothed a too-tight hound’s-tooth skirt, tugged on the hem of a matching jacket, and perched on the table’s edge.“What are you doing here, Chase?”“Business.”“Of course.”Her slight nod annoyed him as much as her clipped response.“Unfinished business.”Unable to control himself, he crossed the room in fo
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“He hit me. Hurt me!” she said, biting her lips. It wasn't a pleasant memory, and remembering those moments made her shiver from the pain and from fear.“Fuck! That bastard! I’ll kill him!’Amaya didn’t know what she’d expected when she finally told someone the grimy truth after all these years, but seeing Chase furious, bristling with rage, and ready to defend her, she suddenly knew she’d made a mistake by bottling all this up.If he hadn’t told her the truth when she’d left, she'd have done him the same discourtesy, and if they were to have a future, she needed to tell him everything.“When I left home, it wasn’t out of some misguided selfish dream notion. I had to leave. His escalating violence left me no option.”He swore viciously and voraciously, clenching his hands as if he’d like to thump something, preferably her father. How could her father do such a thing? Well, of course he could relate to her fear; after all, he had the same past with his own father.“He changed the moment
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Thomas drove her to the city, exceeding all speed records to reach the private hospital in time. They were too late for anaesthesia. She’d just barely settled into her private suite, and Dr. Bartlett had just rushed in to check on her, before their baby was born.Thomas held her close as their son came into the world, protecting them. And in the instant their newborn baby was placed in her exhausted arms, both their lives changed forever.Thomas kissed his wife’s sweaty forehead, then tenderly cradled them both in his arms. Their love was newly reborn in that single instant, brilliant and flashing like a comet illuminating the dark night, shining like a star that would always last.*****Mommy….mommy, they’re here!”Four-year-old John was running up and down the hallways, screaming like a banshee when he heard the helicopter land on the other side of the island. Leah smiled down at her son, even as she tried helplessly to hush him before he woke his two-year-old sister, who always got
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Leah knelt, brushing the earth off the grey marble angel before placing half the daisies on her grave. “I’m going to have his baby any day now. And I forced him to promise to stay away from us.” She gave a harsh laugh. “I guess I never thought he’d stay so true to his word. Perhaps he’s not the liar I thought.” She wiped the tears that left cold tracks down her cheeks, chilling beneath the brisk spring wind as she said softly, “What should I do?”Her father’s grave was silent. Leah heard only the sigh of the wind through the trees as she stared down at the words on the gravestone.No. Her throat suddenly hurt. Sometimes love and passion can be equally joined, like a mutual fire. She’d felt it.The desire between Leah and Thomas had been explosive. She’d been so lucky, and she hadn’t even known it. For all her adult life, she’d been focused on the wrong thing. On revenge. On regaining a memory that had ultimately caused her nothing but grief.A bitter laugh stuck in her throat.Hearing
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“No!” Leah jerked away from him. “Don’t touch me!” She turned away, heading for the door, desperate to get out of the bedroom, away from the soft, mussed sheets that were still warm from the tender passion of their bodies, away from the scent of him that still clung to her. Away from the happiness of the innocent, explosive joy she’d experienced moments before.“I don’t blame you,” he said quietly behind her, causing her to halt. “When I found out you were Justin De Nero's stepsister, I already knew I was falling in love with you. So I brought you here to the island.” He took a deep breath. “I thought if I kept you safe and hidden from the world, you wouldn’t remember. I prayed you never would.”She whirled around with a gasp, and the breath suddenly knocked out of her.“To punish me?” she said, wanting to cry. She lifted her chin. “To claim your victory?”Thomas bowed his head. “To be your husband,” he whispered. “To love you for the rest of my life.”His words crept into her soul li
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Thomas pulled off the soft pink cotton dress with its innocent eyelet lace. Removing his own black T-shirt and jeans, he dropped them to the floor. His eyes greedily drank in the vision of Leah in her translucent white bra and panties.Looking into her eyes, he finally spoke the words that had long ago been written across his heart.“I love you, Leah.”She sucked in her breath, her gaze searching his. Wanting to believe. Needing to believe.Then he kissed her.Her lips seared him to the core. With every beat of his heart, he loved her. And all he wanted to do was make his vow of a month ago true; he wanted to spend the rest of his life kissing her.She moved beneath him on the white blanket of the bed. Above him, he could hear the soft whir of the ceiling fan, hear the cry of the morning birds outside, and feel the soft breeze against his naked body.He touched her naked skin, bronzed from so many days spent outside. He stroked her body all over, worshipping her with his fingertips, wi
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After she had slept, he reached his breaking point. Getting up from the bed, he gazed through the open French doors onto the terrace, where the gentle breeze swirled the curtains. He observed the full moonlight dancing on the black waves of the Aegean, resembling lost spirits ensnared in invisible webs to the earth.He had believed he could shield them here, far from the world's reach. He was mistaken. To protect his family, he could never again be intimate with his wife, not even a kiss. For if he did, she would remember everything, and he would lose her.Thomas was consumed by pain, his breath catching in his chest. He stole one final glance at his pregnant wife, peacefully sleeping in their bed. He cherished her beauty, even as he agonized over the tear stains on her face. As the pink hues of sunrise began to fill the room, he clenched his fists and left her to sleep alone.How had it all gone so wrong?A month later, Leah remained baffled. She resided in a breathtaking Greek villa
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“Two?” Thomas pouted.“Six?” she countered good-naturedly.He looked down at her, his dark eyes smiling. “We can compromise. Three.”“All right.” She leaned against him with a contented sigh. “I’m so happy here,” she confessed. “I never want to leave.”He flashed her a grin. “Then we won’t.”“Just what do you have in mind?” she teased. “A honeymoon that never ends?”He bent to kiss her lightly, tenderly on the lips. “Exactly.”He went to the white granite table, removing the two lunch plates from the tray. He set them out with silverware and linen napkins. He brought the two glasses of sparkling water to the lounge chairs and handed one to her.He held up his glass. “To the most beautiful woman in the world.”Flushing with pleasure, she clinked the glass against his. “To the most wonderful man in the world,” she said softly. “Thank you for telling me the truth. Thank you for forgiving me. Thank you for putting it all behind us and bringing me home.”His dark brows creased, and he look
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Thomas was blown away by her openness and vulnerability. Leah had accepted blame for a betrayal she could not even remember. She’d chosen to believe him. To trust him when all he’d done was lie to her, trick her, and punish her. It was enough to bring any man to his knees.Thomas started to walk toward her, but he’d gone only a few steps before the phone in his hand rang. He saw his lead investigator’s number and answered. “That was fast.”“I can tell you about your wife’s father right now, Mr. Alexander.” Barr paused. “Do the names Chase Johnson and Justin De Nero mean anything to you?”Thomas’s entire body went hot, then turned to ice.He was only dimly aware of the ebb and flow of people around him as his hand clenched around the phone.“Johnson and Justin De Nero?” he repeated in a strangled voice.“The owner of Johnson Inc. is the best friend of Leah’s stepbrother, Justin De Nero. They are close friends... very close friends.”Thomas’s heart pounded in his throat. He saw black bi
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“And so I’ve been waiting for you to remember. Every place I’ve taken you, every memory I’ve hoped to reignite, was so you could tell me why.” Suddenly, she understood everything. “Not just that,” she whispered. “You wanted to punish me. It’s what you’ve wanted since the day you found me in London. You wanted revenge—” “Justice,” he corrected coldly. “But when you found out I was pregnant, that changed everything, didn’t it?” She gave a choked laugh, then covered her mouth with an intake of breath. “You felt you had to marry me because I was pregnant with your baby. You never loved me. All you wanted was to hurt me.” “I spent months trying to find you before you resurfaced at your father’s funeral. You’re a wealthy woman, Leah, so you couldn’t have betrayed me for money. So you must have done it out of love. You’re in love with Jake Skinner. It’s the only explanation.” She thought of the playboy with his bleached-white smile and shook her head. “I could never love him.” “Then wh
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Cradled in Thomas’s strong arms, beneath the soft dawn spilling from the windows, Leah hadn’t wanted to wake up. She’d pressed her head against his naked chest, relishing the feel of his warm skin laced with dark hair.His body was so much larger than her own. Snuggled against him in the enormous bed, she’d felt protected. Safe. Loved. There was so much about him that she still didn’t understand. But still, she was falling in love with him all over again.Drowsy and content, she’d listened to the beat of his heart against her cheek. The beat grew louder, like the sound of heavy footsteps stomping in unison against a hard stone floor. Step. Step. Step.She felt suddenly cold as she looked at the blurry faces around her. Her father’s sobbing face came into sharp focus. She clung to Leah, wailing as they watched her mother’s and sister-in-law's coffins pass out of the church on the shoulders of old men. Leah clutched her father’s hands in her own, suddenly terrified that her mother’s and
