Seducing The Enemy: The Wayward Son
Keep you friends close, but your enemies closer…The Wayward SonJudd Wilson can finally take revenge on those who wronged him! He will dismantle his estranged father’s business empire and steal the man’s ravishing mistress too. Certainly the sizzling attraction Judd feels for Anna Garrick will make his vengeance sweeter!A Forbidden AffairNate finds it almost too easy to seduce his enemy’s daughter. And after their white-hot weekend, he issues an ultimatum – Nicole Wilson will work for him or her family will learn of their affair. Yet even as she bows to her lover’s demands, she questions if she dare trust a man planning to destroy all she holds dear?The High Price of SecretsFinn Gallagher has always been protective of his foster parents so when Tamsyn Masters appears on his doorstep, looking for her mother, he lies. But, when he starts to fall for her, Finn has to ensure that she never finds out his secret. Finn has to decide: Tamsyn or the truth, because he can’t have both.
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Seducing the Enemy
The Wayward Son
A Forbidden Affair
The High Price of Secrets
Yvonne Lindsay
New Zealand born, to Dutch immigrant parents, YVONNE LINDSAY became an avid romance reader at the age of thirteen. Now, married to her âblind dateâ and with two fabulous children, she remains a firm believer in the power of romance. Yvonne feels privileged to be able to bring to her readers the stories of her heart. In her spare time, when not writing, she can be found with her nose firmly in a book, reliving the power of love in all walks of life. She can be contacted via her website, www.yvonnelindsay.com.
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Yvonne Lindsay
To E.M.
âIn the immortal words of Casper, âCan I keep you?â
She hadnât seen anything quite this beautiful in forever. The exquisitely colored autumnal landscape aside, the figure of the man chopping wood in the distance, shirt off, muscles rippling in the still-warm Adelaide Hills sunshine, was quite enough to remind Anna of every hormonal response her body was capable of. And then some.
Never averse to indulging in appreciation of the male formâeven if her busy work-filled schedule meant she rarely did anything about itâshe walked a little closer. A tingle of awareness skimmed across her skin, raising goose bumps on the surface, which had nothing to do with the hint of evening breeze that rolled through the hills. It was only when she was about twenty meters from him that recognition hit her with all the subtlety of a bucket of ice water.
Judd Wilson.
Her entire reason for being in Australia.
Although theyâd never met, there was no mistaking Charles Wilsonâs son. Obviously tall, Judd had dark hair and warmly tanned skin stretched over a physique that was the epitome of every womanâs fantasy. His sharply sculpted features hinted at a resemblance to his father. Sheâd hazard a guess his eyes were the same piercing blue, as well.
Anna was surprised when her inner muscles clenched on a purely instinctive female reaction and her heart stuttered a little in her chest. She hadnât responded this strongly to anyone in a while, and she sure as hell never expected to feel so drawn to the son of the man who was not only her employer, but practically a father to her. She drew in a deep breath and forced back the flood of attraction that threatened to swamp her anewâreminding herself that she was here on business. Sheâd made a promise to Charlesâa promise she fully intended to keep.
His instructions had been painfully clear. Somehow she had to persuade Judd Wilson to come home to New Zealand, before the father he hadnât seen in more than two decades died.
Anna took a few more tentative steps through the pathway designated amongst the rows and rows of grapevines that striated the land. Her eyes were fixed on the male figure working ahead of herâthe man completely oblivious to the bombshell she was about to drop on his world. She paused for a moment, sudden nerves weakening her resolve.
Judd had been only six years old when his parentsâ divorce resulted in his and his motherâs leaving New Zealandânot to mention leaving Charles, and Juddâs baby sister, Nicoleâbehind for good. Did he even remember his father? Would he be pleased at the chance to reconcile, or would he be bitter over all the lost years?
Anxiety over Juddâs potential reaction was swiftly followed by a swirl of familiar anger and defensiveness on Charlesâs behalf. If it hadnât been for Cynthia Masters-Wilsonâs deceptions, Charles would never have been separated from his son in the first place. Anna hadnât yet met the woman who had torn apart Charlesâs very reasons for existence, and she certainly wasnât looking forward to it. No doubt it would prove to be a necessary evil at some stage, but for now her focus was on meeting Charlesâs son and on gauging what his response to his fatherâs contact would be. Her intense physical reaction to him now promised to make that a little more complicated than Anna had anticipated.
She was here with a job to do, she reminded herself sternly, even as her eyes flicked back toward Juddâs sun-kissed torso one more time. She couldnât afford to let herself get distracted. Perhaps right now was not the best time to meet him and try to broach the topic. This was a matter that would require good timing and not a small amount of finesse if she was to be successful, and she owed it to Charles to be successful. Lord only knew heâd done more than enough for her family over the years. The least she could do in return was bring some peace of mind to the man who had supported Anna and her late mother for most of Annaâs life. She couldnât just barge in and potentially destroy her one opportunity to bring Judd Wilson home.
