Playboy's Lesson
When the heir of The Chatsfield comes to play…Lucca Chatsfield lives his life by one simple motto: no rings, no strings. Adored wherever he goes, he has yet to meet a woman who can resist his killer charm. Until he is sent to the small principality of Preitalle and meets his greatest challenge ever…Poised and polished, Princess Charlotte does not do drama. The very last person she needs interfering in her life is reckless Lucca — he doesn’t know the meaning of duty! Lottie is determined to resist Lucca’s seduction, but his charm is potent and practically perfect Lottie finds herself risking everything for just one more touch…Welcome to The Chatsfield, Monte Carlo!
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âI do not wish to have anything further to do with you,â she said in clearly enunciated tones. âPlease leave.â
âListen, sweetheart,â Lucca said, with a cavalier disregard for protocol. âWay I see it, weâre stuck with each other, at least for the sake of appearances. Your big sister seems pretty keen on us working together and I get the feeling that what she says around here goes. Quite frankly, Iâd rather be working on my tan on one of your beaches, preferably with a couple of blonde beach bunnies peeling grapes for me. So kick me out if you dare. Iâm cool with it, but you can say goodbye to using The Chatsfield.â
She turned and gave him a look one would do when a cockroach appears on the table in the middle of a formal dining setting. âYou are the most disreputable man I have ever met.â
âLooks like you need to get out more.â He gave her his fallen angelâs smile. âI can assure you thereâs plenty more out there like me.â
Her eyes slitted like a cat facing a feral dog, her hands balling into fists at her sides. âGet out before I have you thrown out by my security team.â
He gave an indolent shrug as he ambled over to the door. âIâll be staying in the penthouse at The Chatsfield if you want me.â He turned and blew her a kiss across his open palm. âCiao.â
Step into the opulent glory of the worldâs most elite hotel, where clients are the impossibly rich and exceptionally famous.
Whether youâre in America, Australia, Europe or Dubai, our doors will always be open â¦
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Synonymous with style, sensation ⦠and scandal!
For years, the children of Gene Chatsfieldâglobal hotel entrepreneurâhave shocked the worldâs media with their exploits. But no longer! When Gene appoints a new CEO, Christos Giatrakos, to bring his children into line, little did he know what he was starting.
Christosâ first command scatters the Chatsfields to the furthest reaches of their international holdingsâfrom Las Vegas to Monte Carlo, Sydney to San Francisco ⦠but will they rise to the challenge set by a man who hides dark secrets in his past?
Let the games begin!
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From as soon as MELANIE MILBURNE could pick up a pen she knew she wanted to write. It was when she picked up her first Mills & Boon>® novel at seventeen that she realised she wanted to write romance. Distracted for a few years by meeting and marrying her own handsome hero, surgeon husband Steve, and having two boys, plus completing a Masterâs of Education and becoming a nationally ranked athlete (masters swimming), she then decided to write. Five submissions later she sold her first book and is now a multi-published bestselling, award-winning, USA TODAY author. In 2008 she won the Australian Readersâ Association most popular category/series romance and in 2011 she won the prestigious Romance Writers of Australia R*BY award.
Melanie loves to hear from her readers via her website, www.melaniemilburne.com.au, or on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Melanie-Milburne/351594482609.
To my fellow Chatsfield authors:
Lucy Monroe, Michelle Conder,
Chantelle Shaw, Trish Morey, Abby Green,
Annie West, Lynn Raye Harris.
Wasnât this huge fun? I loved doing this continuity with you all. xxx
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EVEN BY CHATSFIELD standards Lucca had to admit this latest one of his to hit the London tabloids was a doozy. He lounged in the chair opposite his fatherâs new broom, Christos Giatrakos, and gave one his trademark lazy smiles. âWhat was it that got up your nose? The handcuffs or the studded leather codpiece?â
What the newly appointed CEO of the Chatsfield Hotel chain lacked in terms of a sense of humour was more than made up for in ice-cold ruthlessness. The Greekâs face was set like marble, his blue eyes glacial and his mouth set in a line so thin it hinted at a streak of cruelty underpinning his intractable personality. âWeâre used to reading your sordid exploits in the tabloids, but this news is all over the internet. Youâve brought nothing but shame to the brand of this hotel with the way you carry on your affairs.â
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Lucca didnât bother disguising a yawn. Bor-ing. Heard it all before. A hundred ⦠probably trillions of times. He rocked back on the legs of the chair, expertly balancing his weight as he kept his gaze trained on the hardened CEO. He was used to showdown meetings like this. He enjoyed them. It was his way of making up for the way he had disgraced himself by wetting his pants when he was called into the headmasterâs office at boarding school when he was seven. He never allowed himself to be intimidated.
