The Truth About De Campo
Matteo De Campo: every woman’s wildest fantasy and the man looking to secure a multi-million-dollar deal with her family’s companyTo make the ultimate decision Quinn Davis must remain impartial – which is easier said than done! Quinn knows how desperately Matteo needs this chance, but just one glimpse of his inner demons is enough to make her question everything…Is she ready to meet the real Matteo De Campo?
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“To a successful partnership.”
She tilted her glass in a mocking salute. “So confident.”
“I don’t intend to lose, Quinn.”
“Then let the best candidate win.”
Her green gaze glittered as she lifted her glass and swirled its dark contents around the edge. She closed her eyes and breathed the wine in. Matteo found himself hypnotized by the way she gave herself over to the full sensual experience. Quinn Davis was definitely scorching hot on the inside. The type who would be more than a match for any man.
The question was, did she ever drop that rigid exterior and let herself go? Stretch out like a cat and let a man pleasure her until she screamed?
She opened her eyes. Looked directly into his. He was not nearly quick enough to wipe the curiosity off his face. A rosy hue stole over her golden skin; her gaze dropped away from his.
He could work with this.
JENNIFER HAYWARD has been a fan of romance and adventure since filching her sister’s Harlequin Mills & Boon>® novels to escape her teenage angst.
Jennifer penned her first romance at nineteen. When it was rejected, she bristled at her mother’s suggestion that she needed more life experience. She went on to complete a journalism degree before settling into a career in public relations. Years of working alongside powerful, charismatic CEOs and travelling the world provided perfect fodder for the arrogant alpha males she loves to write about—and free research on some of the world’s most glamorous locales.
With a suitable amount of life experience under her belt, she sat down and conjured up the sexiest, most delicious Italian wine magnate she could imagine, had him make his biggest mistake and gave him a wife on the run. That story, THE DIVORCE PARTY, won her Harlequin’s So You Think You Can Write contest and a book contract. Turns out Mother knew best.
With the first item on her bucket list complete, Jennifer is working her way through the rest. She put #2 in the bag when she talked her way into the jumpseat of an Airbus for landing on a flight from San Jose to Toronto, complete with headphones and a flight plan. The only thing missing was a follow-up date with the Robert Redford lookalike pilot. Figuring that #3—walking the runway as an angel at the Victoria’s Secret Christmas fashion show—is not likely to happen, she’s concentrating on #4 and #5, which are touring Australia and building a dream beach house in Barbados.
A native of Canada’s gorgeous East coast, Jennifer now lives in Toronto with her Viking husband and their young Viking-in-training. She considers her ten-year-old-strong bookclub, comprised of some of the most amazing women she’s ever met, a sacrosanct date in her calendar. And some day they will have their monthly meeting at her fantasy beach house, waves lapping at their feet, wine glasses in hand.
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Recent titles by the same author:
AN EXQUISITE CHALLENGE
THE DIVORCE PARTY
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For two of my great inspirations:
My family—my anchor in this journey we call life.
And my bookclub girls who inspire me to write rum punch promises in the sand … and keep them!
RPP Forever.
Contents
CHAPTER ONE
UNLESS MATTEO DE CAMPO was mistaken, this conversation with his brother had all the hallmarks of a classic intervention.
It looked like it with Riccardo staring him down like a Spanish bullfighter with his eye on the unruly target. It sounded like it from his cautionary, bordering-on-aggressive tone. And it certainly felt like it with the De Campo CEO’s displeasure licking over his skin like a flame.
If the truth be known, it had always been that way. They were like night and day, he and his brother. Where Riccardo was dark and intense and bulldozed his way through life, Matteo preferred the subtle approach. Both in business and in bed. You could catch more flies with honey. Persuade more effectively with a sophisticated argument than a head-on tackle.
Entice a woman into bed with a carefully timed observation that showed you had been listening to her over that bottle of Chianti.
He brought his gaze back to his brother’s dark face. From the looks of it, Riccardo thought he was doing a bit too much of that these days.
Flicking an imaginary speck of dust off his suit, he lounged back against the floor-to-ceiling windows of his brother’s Wall Street office and cocked a brow. “So what you’re saying is your behavior was perfectly acceptable, but mine is not?”
“No,” Riccardo emitted coolly. “What I’m saying is I don’t know what in Cristo’s name is wrong with you. You’re treating the women of this planet like they’re your own personal wrecking yard.”
Matteo shrugged. “Maybe I’ve decided your way is the better way.”
Riccardo shot him an amused look. “You forget I’m a reformed man. Happily married and loving it.”
