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Pleasure Payback
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Pleasure Payback
Zara Cox
Revenge is sweet… Damian Mortimer blew my mind in the bedroom—then nearly destroyed my business. Now, two years later, I will play him, and this time I’ll end up on top. Except what Damian does to my body might be far more exciting than the thrill of revenge!
The second book in The Mortimers: Wealthy & Wicked series by international bestselling author Zara Cox becomes scandalously sexy when Neve Nolan vows to get even with the ruthless Damian Mortimer in the boardroom...by getting on top in the bedroom!
The irresistible Damian Mortimer nearly destroyed me. First, he gave me mind-blowing pleasure in the bedroom—then he tricked me out of a business deal. Now we’re both mentors on a TV show for budding entrepreneurs, and I’m not going to let him fool me again.
My plan for revenge is simple: sex. The only problem is that Damian is even more devastatingly handsome than I remember. The idea of pleasurable payback excites me, but his body and what he does to me excite me far more. And being close to him has shown me how sensitive and passionate he is. Yes, he hurt me—but he’s been on the receiving end of his fair share of pain.
I don’t know what’s in store for me and Damian Mortimer...but I know I’ll enjoy finding out!
Sexy. Passionate. Bold. Discover Harlequin DARE, a new line of fun, edgy and sexually explicit romances for the fearless female.
ZARA COX writes contemporary and erotic romance. She lives in the Garden of England—aka Kent—with her hubby and two kids. She loves to read and travel. In 2017 she managed to visit her number one bucket list destination—Hawaii—and is now actively pleading with her husband to live there! She loves to hear from her readers, and you can get in touch with her via Twitter (@zcoxbooks (https://twitter.com/zcoxbooks?lang=en)), Instagram (zaracoxwriter (https://www.instagram.com/zaracoxwriter/)) or Facebook (zaracoxwriter (https://www.facebook.com/Zara-Cox-Writer-210922862391617/)).
Pleasure Payback
Zara Cox
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
ISBN: 978-1-474-08697-4
PLEASURE PAYBACK
© 2019 Zara Cox
Published in Great Britain 2019
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
All rights reserved including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form. This edition is published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, locations and incidents are purely fictional and bear no relationship to any real life individuals, living or dead, or to any actual places, business establishments, locations, events or incidents. Any resemblance is entirely coincidental.
By payment of the required fees, you are granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right and licence to download and install this e-book on your personal computer, tablet computer, smart phone or other electronic reading device only (each a “Licensed Device”) and to access, display and read the text of this e-book on-screen on your Licensed Device. Except to the extent any of these acts shall be permitted pursuant to any mandatory provision of applicable law but no further, no part of this e-book or its text or images may be reproduced, transmitted, distributed, translated, converted or adapted for use on another file format, communicated to the public, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of publisher.
® and ™ are trademarks owned and used by the trademark owner and/or its licensee. Trademarks marked with ® are registered with the United Kingdom Patent Office and/or the Office for Harmonisation in the Internal Market and in other countries.
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
Contents
Cover (#u4b20fd73-31e8-50c3-845f-0fddd2ccfd66)
Back Cover Text (#u01606fd7-5944-5f0e-a2d1-6fa4a89c25c0)
About the Author (#u838dc56e-38ca-538d-a4be-41bfdf126759)
Title Page (#ud9ac5735-a05e-5820-8449-ffa3cc5ab5c0)
Copyright (#u6fb45b12-b433-5959-b298-e1e59d603c0b)
CHAPTER ONE (#u5ff70758-7a8f-4dac-a3f5-ed60c148eedd)
CHAPTER TWO (#ud31e25e7-a0c5-5e8f-9dfe-b56c04eaa31f)
CHAPTER THREE (#ucca6e437-a649-4a79-b031-f640850acc27)
CHAPTER FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER SIX (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER NINE (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER TEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER ELEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER ONE (#u3b8c9967-a29a-5a6d-b051-f16ea7e5eb40)
Neve
A SINGLE WOMAN walks into a bar...
I felt a little bit like a cliché as I entered the VIP-only bar on the twentieth floor of Hotel M and perched on the stool at the far end of the long smoked-glass counter. At nine p.m. on a Thursday night in late May it was surprisingly quiet, with only a few people seated at the tables, the stunning views of Boston at night their backdrop.
The junior suite I’d splashed out eight hundred bucks for had a fully stocked minibar, more than adequate for my needs. If that failed I could order anything from Room Service.
But...
A single woman walks into a bar. At ease and in control. Because she owns several like it across the East Coast.
Much better.
It’d taken risks to get to this point. Bold risks that had fuelled several sleepless nights. Financially, by gambling every last penny I had on this once-in-a-lifetime deal. Emotionally, by attempting to keep my grandparents’ legacy alive while also fighting to keep the lines of communication with my mother open despite the bitterness and resentment spewed my way every time I braced myself and called.
That particular thread was frayed to the point where I secretly feared my next phone call would be the one that severed our ties for ever. It was why I hadn’t called her in five weeks. Why that dull ache in my chest sharpened every time I thought of reaching out to my one remaining relative even though more often than not she hadn’t been there for me.
To stop myself from dwelling on it, I’d channelled all my energy into making sure the ambitious expansion I was pursuing went off without a hitch, while smothering the whispers of doubt at the back of my mind instigated by those very same phone calls.
Zara Cox
Revenge is sweet… Damian Mortimer blew my mind in the bedroom—then nearly destroyed my business. Now, two years later, I will play him, and this time I’ll end up on top. Except what Damian does to my body might be far more exciting than the thrill of revenge!
The second book in The Mortimers: Wealthy & Wicked series by international bestselling author Zara Cox becomes scandalously sexy when Neve Nolan vows to get even with the ruthless Damian Mortimer in the boardroom...by getting on top in the bedroom!
The irresistible Damian Mortimer nearly destroyed me. First, he gave me mind-blowing pleasure in the bedroom—then he tricked me out of a business deal. Now we’re both mentors on a TV show for budding entrepreneurs, and I’m not going to let him fool me again.
My plan for revenge is simple: sex. The only problem is that Damian is even more devastatingly handsome than I remember. The idea of pleasurable payback excites me, but his body and what he does to me excite me far more. And being close to him has shown me how sensitive and passionate he is. Yes, he hurt me—but he’s been on the receiving end of his fair share of pain.
I don’t know what’s in store for me and Damian Mortimer...but I know I’ll enjoy finding out!
Sexy. Passionate. Bold. Discover Harlequin DARE, a new line of fun, edgy and sexually explicit romances for the fearless female.
ZARA COX writes contemporary and erotic romance. She lives in the Garden of England—aka Kent—with her hubby and two kids. She loves to read and travel. In 2017 she managed to visit her number one bucket list destination—Hawaii—and is now actively pleading with her husband to live there! She loves to hear from her readers, and you can get in touch with her via Twitter (@zcoxbooks (https://twitter.com/zcoxbooks?lang=en)), Instagram (zaracoxwriter (https://www.instagram.com/zaracoxwriter/)) or Facebook (zaracoxwriter (https://www.facebook.com/Zara-Cox-Writer-210922862391617/)).
Pleasure Payback
Zara Cox
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
ISBN: 978-1-474-08697-4
PLEASURE PAYBACK
© 2019 Zara Cox
Published in Great Britain 2019
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
All rights reserved including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form. This edition is published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, locations and incidents are purely fictional and bear no relationship to any real life individuals, living or dead, or to any actual places, business establishments, locations, events or incidents. Any resemblance is entirely coincidental.
By payment of the required fees, you are granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right and licence to download and install this e-book on your personal computer, tablet computer, smart phone or other electronic reading device only (each a “Licensed Device”) and to access, display and read the text of this e-book on-screen on your Licensed Device. Except to the extent any of these acts shall be permitted pursuant to any mandatory provision of applicable law but no further, no part of this e-book or its text or images may be reproduced, transmitted, distributed, translated, converted or adapted for use on another file format, communicated to the public, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of publisher.
® and ™ are trademarks owned and used by the trademark owner and/or its licensee. Trademarks marked with ® are registered with the United Kingdom Patent Office and/or the Office for Harmonisation in the Internal Market and in other countries.
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
Contents
Cover (#u4b20fd73-31e8-50c3-845f-0fddd2ccfd66)
Back Cover Text (#u01606fd7-5944-5f0e-a2d1-6fa4a89c25c0)
About the Author (#u838dc56e-38ca-538d-a4be-41bfdf126759)
Title Page (#ud9ac5735-a05e-5820-8449-ffa3cc5ab5c0)
Copyright (#u6fb45b12-b433-5959-b298-e1e59d603c0b)
CHAPTER ONE (#u5ff70758-7a8f-4dac-a3f5-ed60c148eedd)
CHAPTER TWO (#ud31e25e7-a0c5-5e8f-9dfe-b56c04eaa31f)
CHAPTER THREE (#ucca6e437-a649-4a79-b031-f640850acc27)
CHAPTER FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER SIX (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER NINE (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER TEN (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER ELEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)
About the Publisher (#litres_trial_promo)
CHAPTER ONE (#u3b8c9967-a29a-5a6d-b051-f16ea7e5eb40)
Neve
A SINGLE WOMAN walks into a bar...
I felt a little bit like a cliché as I entered the VIP-only bar on the twentieth floor of Hotel M and perched on the stool at the far end of the long smoked-glass counter. At nine p.m. on a Thursday night in late May it was surprisingly quiet, with only a few people seated at the tables, the stunning views of Boston at night their backdrop.
The junior suite I’d splashed out eight hundred bucks for had a fully stocked minibar, more than adequate for my needs. If that failed I could order anything from Room Service.
But...
A single woman walks into a bar. At ease and in control. Because she owns several like it across the East Coast.
Much better.
It’d taken risks to get to this point. Bold risks that had fuelled several sleepless nights. Financially, by gambling every last penny I had on this once-in-a-lifetime deal. Emotionally, by attempting to keep my grandparents’ legacy alive while also fighting to keep the lines of communication with my mother open despite the bitterness and resentment spewed my way every time I braced myself and called.
That particular thread was frayed to the point where I secretly feared my next phone call would be the one that severed our ties for ever. It was why I hadn’t called her in five weeks. Why that dull ache in my chest sharpened every time I thought of reaching out to my one remaining relative even though more often than not she hadn’t been there for me.
To stop myself from dwelling on it, I’d channelled all my energy into making sure the ambitious expansion I was pursuing went off without a hitch, while smothering the whispers of doubt at the back of my mind instigated by those very same phone calls.
