Expose Me
FIFTH AVENUETen years ago, one terrible night changed everything for Austin, Hunter and Alex. Austin and Hunter have played their parts, now Alex has to act…With ruthless determination, Alex Diaz has become the head of a media empire. But he has one last thing to achieve…avenging a friend’s death. With stunning talk-show host Chelsea Maxwell about to interview the man responsible live on TV, this is Alex’s chance to expose him as evil.Alex is prepared to seduce Chelsea to get her co-operation, but he underestimates Chelsea and their attraction. Then Alex realises that to use her show to exact a very public revenge could shatter the life that Chelsea has built to protect herself…
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THE FIFTH AVENUE SERIES
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‘Hewitt’s couple shines in her intensely emotional tale, spiced with shamelessly funny dialogue and sensual, explosive love scenes.’
—RT Book ReviewsonHis Brand of Passion
‘Hewitt’s heart-wrenching Corretti drama is an all-encompassing second-chance romance … it’s pure magic. With breathtaking landscapes, over-the-top luxury and ultra-sensual and emotional lovemaking, this is a love story not to be missed.’
—RT Book Reviews on An Inheritance of Shame
‘Hewitt’s excellent second-chance romance will thrill readers with its angst-filled dialogue, incredible characters and exquisite love scenes.’
—RT Book Reviews on The Husband She Never Knew
‘Hewitt gives romance addicts everything they need for a fix, including … memorable characters and a timeless romance set on a picturesque island.’
—RT Book ReviewsonSantina’s Scandalous Princess
‘Hewitt’s romance is touchingly haunting and her realistic characters will humble readers with their acts of forgiveness and love in the face of loss.’
—RT Book Reviews on The Darkest of Secrets
KATE HEWITT discovered her first Mills & Boon>® romance novel on a trip to England when she was thirteen and she’s continued to read them ever since. She wrote her first story at the age of five, simply because her older brother had written one and she thought she could do it, too. That story was one sentence long—fortunately, they’ve become a bit more detailed as she’s grown older.
She studied drama in college and shortly after graduation moved to New York City to pursue a career in theatre. This was derailed by something far better—meeting the man of her dreams, who happened also to be her older brother’s childhood friend. Ten days after their wedding they moved to England, where Kate worked a variety of different jobs—drama teacher, editorial assistant, youth worker, secretary and, finally, mother.
When her oldest daughter was one year old, Kate sold her first short story to a magazine. Since then she has sold many stories and serials, but writing romance remains her first love—of course!
Besides writing, she enjoys reading, travelling and learning to knit—it’s an ongoing process and she’s made a lot of scarves. After living in England for six years, she now resides in Connecticut with her husband, her three young children and, possibly one day, a dog.
Kate loves to hear from readers. You can contact her through her website, www.kate-hewitt.com.
Contents
Alex Diaz leaned forward in his seat as the limo pulled to the curb of Seventy-Second Street and West End Avenue. The luxury high-rise building was all soaring modernity and tinted glass, and exactly the sort of place he’d expect Chelsea Maxwell to live in.
His lips curved in an ice-cold smile of anticipation as he pressed the intercom to speak to the driver. “Just wait a few minutes, please.”
“Very good, sir.”
His gaze flicked to his watch and he brushed a near-invisible speck of lint from the crisp sleeve of his tuxedo. Seven twenty-five. The party started in five minutes, but naturally Chelsea Maxwell would be fashionably late.
As would he, since he intended on giving her a lift.
Outside the lights of Manhattan gleamed in a wintry darkness and people hurried past on West End Avenue’s wide pavements, heads bent against the cutting wind that funneled down the street. It was early February and New York was caught in a stranglehold of cold unrelieved by the softness of any snow.
The weather, bitter and relentless, suited Alex perfectly.
Tonight was the beginning of his personal revenge on Jason Treffen, much anticipated and long overdue. They said revenge was a dish best served cold and if so Jason was going to enjoy every icy mouthful.
And for that he needed Chelsea Maxwell. Or at least her television show.
Seven twenty-seven. Had she decided to skip the party? He let out his breath in an impatient hiss. Tonight’s party was a birthday bash for Chelsea’s boss Michael Agnello, and if rumor had it, the man with whom she’d slept her way to host of the number one daytime talk show. She had to be going.
Seven twenty-nine. Alex shifted in his seat, suppressing a flare of irritation. Where was she?
Then the tinted glass doors of her building swooshed open, and she stepped out into the freezing night, her body swathed in a long, elegant coat of ivory cashmere. Her chestnut hair was pulled into an elaborate up-do, and diamond chandelier earrings sparkled and swung against her jawbone. Alex saw her gaze flick toward his limo, and then her face tightened in annoyance, and he knew she was irritated that the driver hadn’t come out to open the door for her. She thought his limo was hers when in actuality hers hadn’t arrived.
