The Ashtons: Paige, Grant & Trace: The Highest Bidder / Savour the Seduction / Name Your Price

The Ashtons: Paige, Grant & Trace: The Highest Bidder / Savour the Seduction / Name Your Price
Laura Wright

Barbara McCauley

Roxanne St. Claire

Back by popular demand! These great value titles feature stories from Mills & Boon fans' favourite authors. The Ashton Dynasty – Scandalous, passionate and built on lies! Nothing is as it seems. The Highest Bidder Roxanne St Claire Socialite Paige Ashton hadn’t planned on taking part in the charity auction, but suddenly she’d been ‘bought’ by the most handsome man in the room! And Paige found herself wanting to do everything he asked…Savour the Seduction Laura Wright Grant Ashton thought of beautiful single mum Anna Sheridan as forbidden fruit, for she deserved a perfect life…one his family history would never allow him to give her. But would Anna allow him to walk away, to sacrifice their future for his birthright?Name Your Price Barbara McCauley Millionaire Trace Ashton had been cruelly betrayed when his fiancée had accepted a one-hundred-thousand-dollar bribe. Trace was left an angry, vengeful man. So when Becca Marshall dared to return to Napa Valley he planned a seductive revenge.

A family rocked by sinful secrets, broughttogether by untameable passions

THE ASHTONS:PAIGE, GRANT& TRACE

Three of your favourite authors bring

you the final three romances following

the scandalous Ashton dynasty

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June 2010

The Ashtons:Paige, Grant & Trace

Featuring

The Highest Bidder by Roxanne St Claire Savour the Seduction by Laura Wright Name Your Price by Barbara McCauley

The Sheikh’s Dilemma

Featuring

A Bed of Sand by Laura Wright Sheikh Surrender by Jacqueline Diamond The Sheikh Who Loved Me by Loreth Anne White

The Ashtons:

Paige, Grant

& Trace

Roxanne St Claire

Laura Wright

Barbara McCauley

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

The Highest

Bidder

By

Roxanne St Claire

Roxanne St Claire began writing romance fiction in 1999 after nearly two decades as a public relations and marketing executive. Retiring from business to pursue a lifelong dream of writing romance is one of the most rewarding accomplishments in her life. The others are her happy marriage to a real-life hero and the daily joys of raising two young children. Roxanne writes mainstream romantic suspense, contemporary romance and women’s fiction. Her work has received numerous awards, including the prestigious Heart to Heart Award, the Golden Opportunity Award and the Gateway Award. An active member of the Romance Writers of America, Roxanne lives in Florida and currently writes—and raises children—full time. She loves to hear from readers through e-mail at roxannestc@aol.com and snail mail at PO Box 372909, Satellite Beach, FL 32937, USA. Visit her website at www.roxannestclaire.com.

This one’s for the Space Coast Authors of Romance…the

brightest stars in my writing world!

Prologue

Spencer Ashton studied the inviting sway of the woman’s hips as she sashayed across his spacious office and out the door, ending the interview but starting the mating dance.

His choice was made. This one was young, eager and ambitious enough to request a fancy title—“administrative assistant.” With an amused snort, he spun his chair around to the fog-tipped view of San Francisco eighteen floors below.

A little ambition in a secretary was good, he thought wryly. Then they understand just what they have to give in order to get. Too much ambition, on the other hand, and they cease to be satisfied with promises and pay raises, and the demands get stronger…and turn into ultimatums.

At the thought, the image of his wife appeared in his head. Lilah Jensen had been the perfect secretary—smart and sexy. A breath of fresh air after all those years married to the mouse, Caroline Lattimer. And now, seventeen years and three children later, Lilah was still smart enough to keep her mouth shut and look the other way when she had to. She had the status she craved as Lilah Ashton, and he had the freedom he required. Shrewd woman, Lilah. Always was.

This new secretary would be good. She’d flipped her hair and wet her lips enough times to let him know she’d do whatever he asked. He inhaled a satisfied breath, puffing up his chest with a deep breath and liking the way his still-toned muscles stretched the fabric of his custom-made shirt. She couldn’t be more than twenty-five, about half his age. With a grin, he patted his hard-muscled stomach. Spencer Ashton still had it all. Good looks, a hard body and more money than God.

His quick laugh at that thought was interrupted by a tap on his door.

“What is it?” he called out, gruffly enough to communicate his distaste at any intrusion that he didn’t plan. Whoever it was should be stopped by his secretary and buzzed in through her.

The door inched open and the woman he’d just interviewed gave him a wary look. “Sorry to bother you, Mr. Ashton. Just one more thing.”

Damn, she hadn’t even started yet. He swallowed the reprimand and flashed an easy smile. “You’re no bother…” Donna? Debbie? He couldn’t remember.

“I was just in the reception area and, uh, I noticed your secretary, well, she sort of packed up her bag and left.”

The little bitch. She’d figured out that the string of women he’d been interviewing were her potential replacements, before he had a chance to give her enough severance pay to guarantee silence. He cursed his thoughtless mistake.

His gaze swept over the brunette in front of him, making no effort to hide his admiration. “Then I hope you can start tomorrow.”

She did the hair toss again, and her eyes sparkled. She might as well have rubbed her crotch. The message was the same.

“I can start right now, Mr. Ashton,” she replied in a low voice.

He felt himself respond. “Good.”

“As a matter of fact,” she took a few more steps into the room and held out a thin white envelope. “While I was out there, a messenger delivered this for you. It says personal and confidential, so I didn’t open it.”