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A chance encounter in an eical Christmatic billionaire Braden Rhodes

Noo years after a ind ro, and an abrupt separation, they would both rather forget that passionate Christmas when they fell in love

but fate has other plans

Book One

Past

One

Braden

It was a small Christmas Eve dinner with delicious food, expensive wine, tasteful holiday music interrupted every so often by the chink of silver and crystal, and under the polished cherrywood for

I was seated to the right of the hostess, Anna Douglas, a for the fourth wife of billionaire Henry Douglas was to give dinners and discuss her efforts on the boards of prestigious charities Opposite ht, Lilianna Arden, supermodel and twenty-sixth sexiest woman alive, was deep in a conversation with Anna

Lilianna caught irl, very vain about her looks, uninterested in anything beyond fashion, the next runway appearance, and the luxuries she enjoyed by dating men like me There was an extra fullness around her lips I hadn’t noticed earlier, and itone did as casually as popping into the salon to get a manicure

She continued talking, but Anna gave aze as she inched her foot a little higher

“Will you be in St Barts for New Year’s? I hear Oleg Gregovich New Year’s Eve party is going to be all the rave this year Last year, it was in Dubai, at the Burj, far above the clouds So marvelous, don’t you think?”

I turned froaze to the woman seated on my other side, columnist Sally Felton She had been best friends with Henry’s first wife and quickly switched that affection to the latest henever he went through a divorce She’d been trying to hold h to wonder why

I gave her a polite s”

She frowned, bemused “You’re a billionaire—surely you don’t need to work on New Year’s Eve?”

“Braden is a workaholic,” Henry Douglas boomed from his place at the top of the table “He ree”

“I’ what he would say if he knehat his wife’s foot was doing under the table There was no point in arguing about the workaholic part I didn’t kno to be idle There was always so to be done, and who better to make it happen than the person I trusted a hundred percent, me

I worked hard, but I also made a point to play, very hard

Anna’s leg was now inching up ain, and her red lips parted, lifting in a small, sexy smile She was beautiful, with porcelain skin, wide brown eyes, and gleaive their eyeteeth for a chance to fuck

Right under her husband’s nose too

But I wasn’tthe that excited me anymore I chewed some more of the exquisitely prepared food and nodded when one of the waiters appeared at ined that at some point after dinner, Anna would offer to show et me into a corner and try to relieve her boredom with a ride on my cock