Unconditionally Mine
Miami dreams…Event planner Sofia Silva is hiding a big secret. No one can know that her engagement to her lying, cheating fiancé is over. Until she meets gorgeous, wealthy newcomer Jonathan Gunther.Jon moved to Miami for a life of waterfront property, convertibles and no emotional entanglements. When he invites Sofia to lie low at his house, their attraction is undeniable…but will her dilemma ruin their chance at forever?
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Miami Dreams
Event planner Sofia Silva is hiding a big secret. No one can know that her engagement to her lying, cheating fiancé is over. Until she meets gorgeous, wealthy newcomer Jonathan Gunther. Jon moved to Miami for a legally sinful life of waterfront property, convertibles and no emotional entanglements. When he invites Sofia to lie low at his house, their undeniable attraction explodes...but will her dilemma ruin their chance at forever?
NADINE GONZALEZ was born in New York City, the daughter of Haitian immigrants. As a child, she was convinced that NYC was the center of the universe. But life has its twists and turns, and eventually she landed in Miami. She fell in love with the people, the weather and the unique mix of cultures. Now this vibrant city has become her home and muse.
Raised on a steady diet of soap operas, Mills & Boon romances, pop culture, global music, film and classic literature, Nadine hopes to infuse her novels with her unique worldview.
A firm believer in work-life balance, Nadine is not only a lawyer but also a self-proclaimed fashionista, political junkie, art lover, amateur illustrator, wife and mother. Learn more at www.nadine-gonzalez.com.
ISBN: 978-1-474-07805-4
UNCONDITIONALLY MINE
© 2018 Nadine Seide
Published in Great Britain 2018
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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For Ariel, my love, and Nathaniel, my heart.
For Stephanie, Katherine, Melissa, Ericka, Alexander and Andrew. The future is yours.
I am grateful to the editors at Kimani Press: Shannon Criss, Glenda Howard and Keyla Hernandez. Special thanks to Keyla for being the best first editor an author could have. Your patience and dedication to authentic storytelling is greatly appreciated. I wish you all the best in the future.
Contents
Sofia cupped the bottle of Dom Pérignon and released the cork. Pop! She poured the overflow into a glass and took a sip. Like water into sand. When was the last time Iâd opened a bottle and had some non-work-related fun, she wondered. Short answer: her engagement party. But that didnât count. The formal event had been organized at her motherâs request. And since that night, over a year ago, life had gone stale. No joy, no fizz, no pop.
This, however, was no time for a pity party. Sofia had an actual partyâcocktails and hors dâoeuvres for fiftyâto wrap up. Real life was work. Whoever promised her fizz and pop, anyway?
Sofia rested her champagne glass on the counterâa treat for laterâtook a deep breath and handed out her orders. âMelissa, please set up the champagne flutes... Ericka, whereâs the box with the trays?â
The kitchen door creaked open. Expecting one of the waiters, she frowned at the guest peering in. Ground zeroâin this case, a French country kitchen in the hostâs Coral Gables homeâwas a madhouse. Guests werenât welcome. And this guest... Jesus! He was two hundred pounds of muscle beautifully packaged in a heather-gray suit. She took in his toasty brown skin and intelligent brown eyes, and cleared her throat. âMay I help you?â
