Payback Affairs: Shattered by the CEO
SHATTERED BY THE CEOCEO Rand Kincaid has been backed into a corner under the stipulations of his father’s will: rehire Tara Anthony as his assistant or lose his family empire. But Tara has plans of her own and that includes Rand back in her home and bed! Bound by the Kincaid Baby Mitch Kincaid has to gain custody of Carly Corbin’s baby nephew or lose the family fortune, but when she refuses his cheque, Mitch lets them both move in… Now how long can Mitch resist the building attraction he feels for Carly?WED BY DECEPTIONNadia Kincaid should have been filled with joy on seeing the man she loved alive after he supposedly died eleven years ago on their wedding day. But why is Lucas looking at her as if she’s the last person he wants to see?
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EMILIE ROSE lives in North Carolina with her college sweetheart husband and four sons. Writing is Emilieâs third (and hopefully her last) career. Sheâs managed a medical office and run a home day care, neither of which offers half as much satisfaction as plotting happy endings. Her hobbies include quilting, gardening and cooking (especially cheesecake). Her favorite TV shows include ER, CSI and Discovery Channelâs medical programs. Emilieâs a country music fan because she can find an entire book in almost any song.
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Payback Affairs
Shattered by the CEO
Bound by the Kincaid Baby
Wed by Deception
Emilie Rose
Table of Contents
Shattered By The CEO
Prologue
Bound by the Kincaid Baby
Prologue
Wed by Deception
Prologue
To my parents, who have given so much love and support even when it wasnât easy.
Mom and Dad, thanks for all you do.
âYou will return to Kincaid Cruise Lines as acting CEO for one full year.â The lawyer paused dramatically, his eyes finding Rand Kincaidâs over the top of Everett Kincaidâs will. âAnd you will convince Tara Anthony to come back with you as your personal assistant.â
The words hit Rand like a bullet, knocking him back in his chair and punching the air from his lungs. âNo. Hell no.â
The lawyer didnât flinch. Years of dealing with Randâs bastard of a father had probably left the man immune to profanity and raised voices.
âShould you refuse, not only will you forfeit your share of your fatherâs estate, but your brother and sister will lose theirs, as well. In fact, if any of you fail in your assigned tasks, then Iâm instructed to sell all of Everettâs holdings to Mardi Gras Cruising for one dollar. The business, the estate, the investment portfolio.â
Son of a bitch. Rand slammed his palms on the table and shot out of his chair. He should have known the old man would find a way to pull his stringsâeven from the grave. âMardi Gras is Kincaidâs biggest rival, and the CEO is my fatherâs sworn enemy.â
âI am aware of that.â
Clenching and releasing his fists by his sides, Rand paced the length of the Kincaid Manor dining room. He glanced at his younger brother and sister and saw more than grief and shock in their pale faces. He saw resignation, and in the case of his brother, frustration and suppressed anger.
They expected Rand to walk. The way he had five years ago. The fact that heâd failed to contact Mitch or Nadia or return their calls in the interim had no doubt contributed to their lack of faith in him, but heâd cut all ties because he hadnât wanted to put them in the middle of his war with their father.
Rand struggled to shake off the invisible straight jacket cinching tighter around him. He owed Mitch and Nadia, and not just for abandoning the family business.
He pivoted and refocused on the attorney. âAnyone but her. Not Tara Anthony.â
Within three weeks of declaring she loved Rand and wanted to spend the rest of her life with him, the woman had gone after deeper pockets when Rand refused to cough up a wedding ring.
âIâm sorry, Rand. Everett insisted on Ms. Anthony.â
His father would. The manipulative despot. He had always coveted whatever Rand had and then heâd taken it by fair means or foul and flaunted his successes like a cat leaves a carcass on the doormat.
âAnd if she refuses?â Rand would make sure Tara did.
âThen youâll change her mind. Unless you choose to fail, there is no other option.â
Another dead end. Frustration burned like acid in his belly. âIâll contest the will.â
The lawyer didnât even blink. âContesting by any of the three of you immediately results in forfeiture.â
Rand struggled with the urge to punch something. His tyrannical father had closed the obvious loopholes before unexpectedly dropping from a heart attack in his latest mistressâs bed three days ago. But there had to be a way out, and if there was, Rand would find it.
He planted his fists on the table and leaned toward the attorney. âRichards, you know my father must have been mentally incompetent to demand this.â
âHe wasnât crazy, Rand,â his brother said before Richards could reply. âIâd have known. I worked with him every day. You would have known, too, if youâd stuck around.â Mitch made no attempt to conceal his anger.
Nadiaâs head bobbed in agreement. âDad was impossible, insensitive and immoral. But he wasnât insane.â
