The Italian's Ruthless Seduction
What his billions can’t buy…If Sergio Morelli wants something, he has only to click his fingers to get it. Except for Bella Cameron. No matter how much his stunning stepsister once drove him wild with lust he never allowed himself to have her, believing she was a gold-digger like her mother.Now, when Bella calls unexpectedly, seeking refuge at their secluded family home by Lake Como, their unfulfilled desire resurfaces. No longer able to resist, Sergio ruthlessly decides it’s finally time to quench the fire.But their one night together only inflames their passion – and now he wants more!
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The trouble hadnât started till her birthday party, when Bella had emerged like a butterfly from a cocoon, blowing him away with her grace, her grown-up beauty and her devastating sex appeal.
Sergio hadnât been back to Sydney for several months. University lifeâand the sophistication of Romeâhad had more appeal than staying in a house run by a woman he disliked intensely.
He had been startled when Bella had come up to him and demanded a birthday kiss.
âYouâll have to do, Sergio,â sheâd said, without a hint of flirtation. âA girl has to be kissed on her birthday and youâre the only male here other than Papa. And he doesnât count.â
Sergio hadnât been ready for the effect on him when sheâd gone up on tiptoe and pressed her mouth to his. For a split second heâd been tempted to yank her hard against him, to part her innocent lips and plunge his tongue inside. But heâd resisted the devilâs urging just in time, keeping the kiss to a platonic peckâwhich had obviously disappointed Bella, if her pout had been anything to go by.
Well, sheâs not an innocent now, Sergio, he reminded himself. Time you stopped having cold showers and started having what youâve always wanted.
Which was Bella herselfâin his bed and at his mercy.
Billionaires secure their brides!
International tycoons Sergio, Alex and Jeremy were best friends at college. Bonded by their shared passion for businessâand bedding beautiful women!âthey formed The Bachelorsâ Club, which had only two goals:
1. Live life to the full.
2. Become billionaires in their own right!
But now, with the dotted line signed for the sale of their multibillion-dollar wine empire, thereâs one final thing left for each of the bachelors to accomplish: securing a bride!
The trilogy begins with Sergioâs story in
The Italianâs Ruthless Seduction
Look out for Alex and Jeremyâs stories, coming soon!
Born and raised in the Australian bush, MIRANDA LEE was boarding-school-educated, and briefly pursued a career in classical music before moving to Sydney and embracing the world of computers. Happily married, with three daughters, she began writing when family commitments kept her at home. She likes to create stories that are believable, modern, fast-paced and sexy. Her interests include meaty sagas, doing word puzzles, gambling and going to the movies.
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I SHOULD BE HAPPIER, Sergio thought as he snapped off the shower, stepped out onto the luxuriously soft bath mat and reached for an even more luxurious bath sheet. Today I became a billionaire. Today, my two best friends became billionaires as well. If that doesnât make me happy, then what will?
Sergio frowned as he dried himself vigorously. Why wasnât he happier? Why wasnât he thrilled to pieces with the four-point-six billion theyâd been paid for the Wild Over Wine franchise? Why did signing that contract today leave him feeling just a little...empty?
Wise people did say it was the journey that gave the most satisfaction, not the destination, he conceded with a resigned shrug of his broad shoulders. The irrefutable fact was that the three members of the Bachelorsâ Club had now reached their destination. Well...almost. None of them had turned thirty-five yet, though they would soon. His own thirty-fifth birthday was just over a fortnight away.
Sergio smiled a wry smile as he recalled the night theyâd formed the Bachelorsâ Club. How young they were at the time. Not that any of them had realised it back then. Theyâd felt incredibly mature, older at twenty-three than a lot of the other students at Oxford in their year. More confident than most as well, each of them having been blessed with good looks as well as above-average intelligence. Theyâd also been very ambitious.
At least, he and Alex had been ambitious. Jeremyâwhoâd already had a private incomeâhad just gone along for the ride.
It had been a Friday night, several months after theyâd first met. Theyâd been in Jeremyâs room, of course. His room had been so much bigger and better than the one Sergio and Alex had shared. They had all been more than a little intoxicated when Sergioâwho had a tendency to become philosophical when he drankâhad asked the others what their goals were in life.
âDefinitely not marriage,â had been Jeremyâs rather scathing remark.
Jeremy Barker-Whittle, youngest son of a British banking empire that went back generations. Perhaps because of their excessive wealth, his family was littered with divorce. It had not escaped his two friends that Jeremy was somewhat cynical when it came to the institution of marriage.
