No Ordinary Fortune
His new employee is too tempting!Winery vice president, Carlo Mendoza is suspicious when sultry Schuyler Fortunado saunters into his tasting room. Which doesn't stop him from hiring her – or desiring her! But his heart is off limits!
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A Fortune by any other name...
Still means trouble!
As vice president of Mendoza Winery, Miami transplant Carlo Mendoza knows most of the famous Fortunes. So when sultry Schuyler Fortunado saunters into the tasting room, claiming a connection to the Texas family, naturally heâs suspicious. Which doesnât stop him from hiring herâor desiring her! The divorced restaurateur has vowed to keep his heart off the menu, but this feisty (faux?) Fortune might just change his mind!
Since 2002, USA TODAY bestselling author JUDY DUARTE has written over forty books for Mills & Boon, earned two RITA® Award nominations, won two Maggie Awards and received a National Readersâ Choice Award. When sheâs not cooped up in her writing cave, she enjoys traveling with her husband and spending quality time with her grandchildren. You can learn more about Judy and her books on her website, www.judyduarte.com, or at Facebook.com/judyduartenovelist.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07722-4
NO ORDINARY FORTUNE
© 2018 Judy Duarte
Published in Great Britain 2018
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To my personal hero, who always has my back, even when Iâm spinning around like an ice-skater going for the gold. Sal, I love and appreciate you more than you will ever know.
Contents
Schuyler Fortunado had always been a family rebel, and she felt more like one today, as she drove her sporty red BMW down the highway, the back seat loaded down as if she planned to live out of her car for the next several weeks.
Granted, she hadnât actually packed the dry cleaning that hung from the rear passenger window or the bag of groceries sheâd left on the back seat. Sheâd planned to drop them off at her condo back in Houston before starting out on her latest adventure earlier today. But sheâd been so intent upon solving a family mystery that sheâd hit the freeway and hadnât looked back until sheâd stopped in the Texas community of Columbus for gas. The clothing would stay in the back seat, but sheâd tossed out the almond milk and smoked Gouda that would go bad without refrigeration. Then, armed with a Venti coffee, sheâd taken off again.
She glanced at the clock on the dash. It was late afternoon, and the traffic had slowed to an annoying rate. When her cell phone rang, she again looked at the dash, where her fatherâs name was displayed on the screen. Kenneth Fortunado didnât take time out of his busy day for small talk, so she assumed heâd gotten wind of her latest escapade and wanted to voice his disapproval.
She was tempted to turn up the volume on the radio and let the call roll over to voice mail, but she answered instead. âHey, Dad. Whatâs up?â
