Kostas's Convenient Bride
Her boss needs a bride…Can she step out of the shadows and down the aisle?Discovering that her boss, billionaire tycoon Andreas Kostas, must marry is devastating for Kayla. Then Andreas proposes that Kayla wears his ring! Having experienced the incandescent pleasure of his touch, she’s hidden her yearning for him ever since. It’s the proposal Kayla’s always dreamt of, but does she dare risk her body and her heart to become a convenient wife?
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Her boss needs a bride...
Can she step out of the shadows and down the aisle?
Discovering her boss, billionaire tycoon Andreas Kostas, must marry is devastating for Kayla. Then Andreas proposes that Kayla wear his ring! Having experienced the incandescent pleasure of his touch, sheâs hidden her yearning for him ever since. Itâs the proposal Kaylaâs always dreamed of, but dare she risk her body and heart to become a convenient wife?
USA TODAY bestseller LUCY MONROE lives and writes in the gorgeous Pacific Northwest. While she loves her home, she delights in experiencing different cultures and places on her travels, which she happily shares with her readers through her books. A lifelong devotee of the romance genre, Lucy canât imagine a more fulfilling career than writing the stories in her head for her readers to enjoy.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07202-1
KOSTASâS CONVENIENT BRIDE
© 2018 Lucy Monroe
Published in Great Britain 2018
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Contents
KAYLA JONES HOP-RUSHED from the computer lab toward Andreasâs office, buckling her denim wedge sandal as she went. Sheâd stripped out of her clean-room bunny suit in less than a minute, but re-dressing took longer.
Late for a high-priority meeting with the type A, ultra-alpha president of KJ Software was nothing Kayla wanted to be.
Even if he was her business partner. Technically.
Heâd been weird lately. Cranky. Even more exacting than usual.
Andreasâs twentysomething, superefficient male admin made a stopping motion with his hand. Kayla stopped but let her own widened eyes let him know how little she wanted to.
I know, he mouthed, sympathy imbuing his expression as some complicated sign language finally clued Kayla in to the fact that her peach cardigan knit jacket was on inside out.
She flipped it with rushed, jerky movements and then Bradley waved Kayla through with a significant nod toward her waistband. She looked down and realized the button at the top of the zipper on her peach damask-on-denim skirt was undone.
With a harried smile of thanks, she quickly fastened it as she opened the door to the big manâs office. âSorry Iâm late, Andreas, I was supervising tests on Dolphin.â She preferred to name all their projects after marine life, and Andreas indulged her whimsy.
Kayla stopped abruptly as she realized her boss wasnât in his usual spot behind his big chrome-and-glass desk, but sitting at one end of the eight-person smoky-glass-topped meeting table.
