Reunited For The Billionaire's Legacy
Petition for divorce…denied!Diana Taylor’s marriage to playboy Coburn Grant was short and passionate, and it blazed brightly until the reality of their different worlds set in. Now, years later, Coburn has finally agreed to a divorce. Except one last pleasurable night together seals their fate—with a baby!Diana knows Coburn will never sign the papers now—he will have his wife and child. And when he whisks her away to a tropical island paradise, it’s increasingly difficult to ignore their primal hunger for one another. With his legacy growing inside her, can Diana deny the one man she could never resist?Jennifer Hayward introduces her thrilling duet… The Tenacious TycoonsTwo billionaire brothers to be reckoned with!The rules of love are nothing like those of business—and when it comes to the game of passion, securing the deal is never as easy as it first seems….Book 1: Tempted by Her Billionaire BossBook 2: Reunited for the Billionaire’s LegacyPraise for Jennifer HaywardTempted by Her Billionaire Boss 4.5* RT Book ReviewThe personable, at times frustrating characters, and the Big Apple wheeling and dealing make Hayward’s off-limits office romance unforgettable. Her flowing narrative effectively brings believability to this wonderful must-read.The Italian’s Deal For I Do 4.5* RT Book ReviewHayward’s fabulous dialogue gives readers a look at the drama of the fashion industry. The explosive heat, sweet ending and epic battles, plus the couple’s complementing personalities, are standouts.The Magnate’s Manifesto 4.5* RT Book Review TOP PICK GOLDHayward’s must-read romance is a heart- stopping page-turner with an intriguing, jaw-dropping twist. The glitzy locales are over-the-top perfect and intensely explosive intimacies are mind blowing.
Читать Reunited For The Billionaire's Legacy онлайн беплатно
“Coburn.” The name came out half-croak, half-word as her eyes moved over his tall, lean body, clad in black jeans and a black T-shirt. “What are you doing here?”
He stepped fully into the light, moving lithely, cat-like, toward her, until he was so close she could see the ominous glitter in his beautiful blue eyes. A shiver went down her spine. She was in trouble. So much trouble.
His gaze locked onto hers. “When were you going to tell me, Diana? How long did you deem it acceptable to keep from me that I’m going to be a father?”
Her heart leapt into her mouth. He knew.
The Tenacious Tycoons
Two billionaire brothers to be reckoned with!
Brothers Harrison and Coburn, heirs to the great American Grant dynasty, have everything they could desire—the money, the power and the tenacity to take whatever they want. Yet money can’t buy everything, and if these brothers hope to live up to their family legacy they’ll each need a very special woman by their side.
But the rules of love are nothing like those of business—and when it comes to the game of passion, securing the deal is never as easy as it first seems …
Read Harrison’s story in
Tempted by Her Billionaire Boss June 2015
And read Coburn’s story,
Reunited for the Billionaire’s Legacy October 2015
JENNIFER HAYWARD has been a fan of romance since filching her sister’s novels to escape her teenage angst. Her career in journalism and PR—including years of working alongside powerful, charismatic CEOs and travelling the world—has provided her with perfect fodder for the fast-paced, sexy stories she likes to write—always with a touch of humour. A native of Canada’s east coast, Jennifer lives in Toronto with her Viking husband and young Viking-in-training.
For my father, a brilliant orthopaedic surgeon, who inspired me to write Diana. You are a real-life hero who has taught me to always aspire to be the best I can be. I will carry that with me always.
And for Rob—thank you for lending your sailing expertise to this story. Much appreciated!
Contents
FOR A MAN who thought life was wrapped in a sea of irony, this had to take the cake.
Coburn Grant, heir to an automotive fortune and the newly minted CEO of Grant Industries, gave his silk tie a tug so it didn’t feel as if he was choking on his own cynicism. Attending his best friend Tony’s engagement party on the eve of his own divorce was impeccable timing that only he could manage. Having to give a speech to the happy couple in thirty minutes that spoke of hope and rainbows? The icing on that exceedingly unpalatable cake.
He could do this. He could. He just needed one more stiff Scotch in his hand. That and a big set of rose-colored glasses.
“You okay, Grant?” Rory Delaney, the big, brawny Australian who had been a close friend since they’d attended Yale together, lifted an amused brow. “You look a bit green.”
Coburn adopted one of his patented entertained-by-life expressions, the only mask he ever let the world see. “Never better.”
And why wouldn’t he be? He was the leader of the Fortune 500 company he’d helped rebuild after his father’s death, his brother, Harrison, was campaigning for the White House, which was only adding to Grant Industries’ global appeal, and he had a particularly beautiful, slightly wild blonde warming his bed every night—convenient when she lived only two doors down.
Heaven was what he called it.
Rory, a tall, handsome pro basketball player who was immensely popular with the ladies himself, gave a reassured shake of his head. “So glad to hear that, Grant. Right at this particular moment, in fact.”
Rory’s tone was a blend of sarcasm and warning. He was worrying Coburn was still hung up over his soon-to-be ex, who had left him a year ago. Which was so entirely wrong. His marriage to Diana had been a foolish, rash endeavor to numb the pain he’d been in over his father’s death, a passionate, all-consuming obsession with which to direct his emotions. Exactly what he’d needed at the time. Exactly what he needed to get rid of now.
He lifted a shoulder. “I’m not twenty-five anymore, Ror. An amazing body and a smart mouth don’t do it for me any longer.”
Rory’s face tightened in warning as his friend’s definitive elocution carried throughout the room. “Coburn—”
He waved him off. “I don’t know what you’re getting yourself so worked up about. I’ve got this speech in my back pocket.”
Rory gave a spot behind him a pointed look. “Diana is behind you. Three o’clock.”
He felt the color drain from his face. “My soon-to-be ex-wife Diana?”
“Bingo.”
His heart stuttered in his chest, his fingers gripping tighter around the tumbler of whiskey. He’d been ready for this confrontation to happen tomorrow when they had the divorce papers in front of them. When he was prepared to see the woman who had walked out on him without a backward glance twelve months ago, not to be seen since because she’d ensured their schedules never overlapped. Which wasn’t a mean feat in a city like Manhattan, where social circles tended to remain with like social circles.
