Love-Slave To The Sheikh
"WHAT a total waste of time," Samantha muttered as she threw her bag onto the back seat of her four-wheel drive, then slammed the door shut.
"And a total waste of money,'she added to herself, after she'd climbed in behind the wheel and started the engine.
Her only consolation was that she didn't have a too-long drive in front of her. The distance from Williamstown airport to the upper Hunter Valley was considerably less than the journey from Sydney airport. Only a one-and-a-half-hour trip as opposed to at least three.
Still, as Samantha angled the vehicle out of the car park and headed for the highway, her sigh carried frustration and disappointment. She should never have listened to Cleo. A five-day package holiday at a Gold Coast resort — regardless of how hip-hopping the place was — had never been going to find h ... read full excerpt from Love-Slave to the Sheikh ebook
