The Tycoon's Blackmailed Mistress
"We meet at last, Mrs. Ford," Flynn Donovan drawled, looking into a pair of heart-stopping, exquisitely arrest- ing blue eyes. In that instant, he wanted her. With a passion as absurd as it was unexpected.
For a moment the woman appeared startled, then whatever she saw made her delicate chin rise and her delicious mouth tighten. "I'm sorry to disturb you…" she said coolly.
Disturb him? Hell, despite her poise, Danielle Ford radiated a sex appeal that reached out and grabbed him by the…throat.
"Mr. Donovan, you sent a letter demanding repay- ment of a loan my husband and I—"
Suddenly he was angry with her for being so damn gorgeous on the outside and so damn dishonest within.
He knew her type. Robert Ford had said his wife was superb at acting and that her "innocent" look could hook a man until she got all she could out of him. He wasn't fool enough to believe everything Robert Ford had said, but any woman married to that liar and cheat must be tarred with the same brush.
"Don't you mean your late husband?" he snapped, flicking his pen on the desk.
Her slim shoulders tensed, e ... read full excerpt from The Tycoon's Blackmailed Mistress ebook
