The Prince's Mistress
Mt. Roche, Principality of Verdon, Verdonia Prince Lander Montgomery gripped the phone and spoke in a low, forceful voice. "You owe me, Arnaud. You've been in my debt for years. It's time for you to pay up, and I have the perfect way you can do it."
"I don't owe you a damn thing," Joc snapped. Even from half a world away his voice was as clear as though he stood in the same room. "You and your cronies made my life hell at Harvard. You're lucky I haven't tried to even the score. But now that you've taken the time and trouble to remind me of those good ol' days, I may reconsider."
Lander glared in disbelief. "Payback? After all this time?"
"Why not? When you have as much money as I do, payback can be a real bitch. A fact you'll soon discover firsthand, Your Highness."
"You have a convenient memory. I'd almost think you'd forgotten about graduation night." Lander paused.
"Not to mention the promise you made."
Joc snarled a curse. "I was out of my mind when I made that promise."
"No doubt. But still, you made it. Or doesn't the infamous Joc Arnaud honor his promises? Given your background, I thought honor was everythin ... read full excerpt from The Prince's Mistress ebook
