Back In The Boss's Bed
Chapter One
Adam Black's grey eyes glittered like sunlight on a wintry sea. "So, Vaughn?" he
questioned softly.
From his wheelchair, the old man looked up at the tall, dark man who dominated
the room. "I hate asking anyone for favours!" he rasped. "Even you."
"And I hate granting them," said Adam, his hard mouth relaxing by just a
fraction as he acknowledged the old man's indomitable character, recognising in
him something of himself. "But in your case, I'll make an exception. What's up?"
There was a pause. "You remember my granddaughter?" Vaughn demanded. "Kiloran?
She's been running the business - only she's come up against problems. Big
problems."
Kiloran? Adam let his memory stray back, then back further still, and a fleeting
image of a green-eyed girl in pigtails flitted in and out of his mind. A little
princess of a girl, despite the pigtails and the grubby jeans. But the Laceys
had been rich, as rich as Adam had been poor - and the power of money had clung
to her like a second skin.
"Yeah, I remember her. Vaguely." He frowned, "Though she would have just been a
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