Boardroom To Bedroom: His Darling Valentine / The Boss's Marriage Arrangement
The Boss's Marriage Arrangement by Penny JordanEveryone in her office thinks Harriet is boss Matthew Cole's fiancée! Harriet has to keep reminding herself it's all just for convenience–but how far is Matthew prepared to go with their arrangement…marriage?His Darling Valentine by Carole MortimerIt's Valentine's Day and a secret admirer is bombarding Tazzy Darling with gifts! Any woman would be delighted–but not Tazzy. There's only one man from whom she wants to receive love tokens, and that's her boss, Ross Valentine….
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Boardroom to Bedroom
The way to a man’s heart…
is through the bedroom!
THE BOSS’S MARRIAGE ARRANGEMENT
by Penny Jordan
and
HIS DARLING VALENTINE
by Carole Mortimer
Two original stories to celebrate Valentine’s Day by your favorite Presents authors—together in one volume!
PENNY JORDAN has been writing for more than twenty years and has an outstanding record: over 130 novels published, including the phenomenally successful A Perfect Family, To Love, Honour and Betray, The Perfect Sinner and Power Play, which hit the Sunday Times and New York Times bestseller lists. Penny Jordan was born in Preston, Lancashire, England.
CAROLE MORTIMER was born in England, the youngest of three children. She began writing in 1978, and has now written over ninety books for Harlequin Mills and Boon>®. Carole has four sons, Matthew, Joshua, Timothy and Peter. She says, “I’m happily married to Peter Senior. We live on the Isle of Man.”
Look out for more titles from these authors coming soon in Harlequin Presents>®
Possessed by the Sheikh
by Penny Jordan
#2457
Coming in April
The Vengeance Affair
by Carole Mortimer
Available from our book club in May (#250) and also available from retail in November as part of the Secret Passions series in our Collectors’ Edition.
Boardroom to Bedroom
The Boss’s Marriage Arrangement
Penny Jordan
His Darling Valentine
Carole Mortimer
CONTENTS
THE BOSS’S MARRIAGE ARRANGEMENT
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
EPILOGUE
HIS DARLING VALENTINE
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
THE BOSS’S MARRIAGE ARRANGEMENT
Penny Jordan
CHAPTER ONE
AS ALWAYS when she had to walk past her boss’s open office door, Harriet felt her body tense and she forced herself to look straight ahead and not into the room.
She should never have agreed to work for Matthew Cole, she admitted, reflecting darkly as she did so that if it hadn’t been for her best friend then she wouldn’t have done. That was the trouble with best friends; sometimes—too many times, in her experience—they tended to believe that they knew what was best! Her particular best friend certainly did, which was why he had coaxed, cajoled and generally used every trick in the book to get her to submit her CV for Matthew Cole’s personal appraisal.
Yes, that was right, her best friend was male! She and Ben had been friends since their junior school days, and that friendship had strengthened when they had both chosen to go to the same university.
Now, four years after they’d left university, their friendship was as strong as ever—which was why she had taken Ben’s advice and applied for the job at the firm of architects and design consultants, which he had insisted would be perfect for her.
And, to be fair to him, in all probability it would have been. If the job hadn’t come with strings. Strings that were firmly held in the uncompromising grip of the company’s owner, Matthew Cole. And strings which Matthew Cole had absolutely no compunction about pulling extremely hard when he felt like it. Take the way he had dictatorially announced that her desk was to be on the opposite side of the room from Ben’s, even though they were collaborating on the same office design project.
She should have listened to her own inner feelings right from the start, Harriet admitted, her green eyes shadowing as sunlight spilled through the window, burnishing her conker-coloured shoulder length hair. The thickness of her long black eyelashes gave her eyes a certain smouldering sensuality, which was echoed by the warm fullness of her mouth.
As she passed Mathew Cole’s office she let out a sigh of relief. She knew without looking in that he wasn’t there. For some reason she had developed a very sensitive early-warning system that told her very explicitly whenever Matt was about.
If she had had any sense she would have paid far more attention to that stab of shocked awareness and its ricocheting fall out when he had first interviewed her. She should have done, but when Ben had asked her jovially if she had been, as he put it, ‘knocked out by Matt’s sexiness, like every other woman who sets eyes on him,’ she had of course denied being so much as remotely aware of any such thing, never mind affected by it!
Ben had been hugely amused by her reaction, shaking his head and laughing as he told her how women normally reacted to his boss. And that had been her downfall. Because of course when she had been offered the job her own pride had not allowed her to refuse to accept it.
Despite the shock that Matthew Coles’s potent air of sexuality and masculine power had given her, she was totally immune to it—and to him, Harriet assured herself, with blatant disregard for the truth, as she walked into the open plan office she shared with Ben and other members of their team.
‘Nice weekend?’ Ben asked as she sat down.
‘Fine,’ Harriet assured him. ‘Everyone at home sends their love, and your mother has sent some of her damson jam for you.’
