Sweet Revenge: The Martinez Marriage Revenge / The Italian Billionaire's Ruthless Revenge / The Kouros Marriage Revenge

Sweet Revenge: The Martinez Marriage Revenge / The Italian Billionaire's Ruthless Revenge / The Kouros Marriage Revenge
JACQUELINE BAIRD

HELEN BIANCHIN

ABBY GREEN

Reclaiming his wife! Shannay’s marriage to billionaire Marcello Martinez ended four years ago, but now Marcello has discovered she hid his child from him! Marcello is determined Shannay will pay – by returning to their marital home and their marriage bed! Ruthless pursuit…Guido Barberi hasn’t set eyes on his ex-wife since she left him – taking with her a quarter of a million dollars! But he’s determined to have his revenge by bedding her again. Sara is shocked that Guido is even more attractive and dangerous; she desires him twice as much…Society wedding of the year!When Greek shipping magnate Alexandros Kouros wed Kallie Demarchis, media photos showed happy scenes. But Kallie had married Alex to save her family’s business. Alex was taking great pleasure in his revenge for her long-ago betrayal!

Married to a hot-blooded man…

Passionate emotions, unlimited wealth, secrets-where will it all lead?

Sweet

Revenge

Three great stories from three amazing writers!

Helen Bianchin, Jacqueline Baird & Abby Green are reader favourites; they always satisfy.

Sweet Revenge

The Martinez Marriage Revenge

Helen Bianchin

The Italian Billionaire’s Ruthless Revenge

Jacqueline Baird

The Kouros Marriage Revenge

Abby Green

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The Martinez Marriage Revenge

Helen Bianchin

About the Author

HELEN BIANCHIN was born in New Zealand and travelled to Australia before marrying her Italianborn husband. After three years they moved, returned to New Zealand with their daughter, had two sons, then resettled in Australia. Encouraged by friends to recount anecdotes of her years as a tobacco sharefarmer’s wife living in an Italian community, Helen began setting words on paper, and her first novel was published in 1975. An animal lover, she says her terrier and Persian cat regard her study as as much theirs as hers.

CHAPTER ONE

‘CAN WE HAVE another turn? Please.’

The noise and colour of the carnival was all around them. Loud music, laughter, childish shrieks in wonderment of the merry-go-round, the Ferris wheel … so many sideshows to capture the attention of a young child.

There were striped tents providing exciting adventure for children, booths selling candyfloss, hot dogs, and stands offering a variety of stuffed toys as prizes for knock-em-down revolving ducks.

Beauty in miniature, Nicki’s smile was to die for, her sunny nature a blessing, and Shannay caught her young daughter close in a loving, laughing hug.

Small arms wound round her neck. ‘We’re having fun, aren’t we?’

Shannay felt the familiar pull on her heartstrings for the gift of an unconditional trusting love of a child, in all its innocence.

‘One more time,’ she agreed, and paid for another ride. ‘Then we really need to leave.’

‘I know,’ Nicki capitulated sunnily. ‘You have to go to work.’

‘And you need a good night’s sleep so you can be bright-eyed at kindergarten tomorrow.’

‘So I can grow up and be clever like you.’

The music grew loud, the merry-go-round began to move, and Nicki clutched the reins attached to the brightly painted horse.

OK, so she’d graduated from university with a degree. But not so clever, Shannay mused reflectively, when it came to her personal life.

A broken marriage less than two years after vowing to love and cherish for a lifetime couldn’t exactly be viewed as a plus, despite mitigating circumstances.

Water under the bridge and no regrets, she assured herself silently as the merry-go-round slowed and drew to an easy halt.

‘All done.’

Shannay stepped down and lifted her daughter from the colourful horse.

Beautiful dark eyes sparkled with delicious laughter as she giggled and planted a smacking kiss on her mother’s cheek.

Nicki’s father’s eyes, Shannay reflected, and tamped down the slight tension curling her stomach at the thought of the man she’d married in haste five years ago in another country.

Marcello Martinez, born in France to Spanish parents, raised and educated in Paris, and attended university in Madrid.

Multi-lingual, attractive, sensual, charming … he’d swept her off her feet and into a life far different from her own.

She had told herself she would adjust … and she did, successfully. Or so she’d thought. But not according to his family, who had made it plain she didn’t match their élite social status.

An added complication had been the family’s favoured choice of a suitable Martinez bride … Estella de Cordova. The stunning raven-haired, dark-eyed socialite possessed impeccable credentials, stellar lineage and obscene wealth.

Something the Martinez family and Estella never permitted Shannay to forget. Or the fact that Marcello and Estella had been lovers … a situation which continued soon after their marriage, if persistent rumour could be believed. Rumour actively fostered by some members of the Martinez family in a bid to diminish Shannay’s defences.

Seemingly irrefutable proof of Marcello’s infidelity just twenty months after their marriage was the ultimate betrayal, and following an explosive argument Shannay had moved into a hotel and taken the first available flight back to Australia.

Within a matter of weeks she’d obtained a good job in a local pharmacy in suburban Perth, leased an apartment, purchased a car … and become determinedly resolved to dispense Marcello where he belonged.

In her past.

Difficult, when his image had intruded during her daylight hours and haunted her dreams each night.