Genre: Adult Contemporary Fiction/Romance
Release Date: April 5th 2016
Summary from Goodreads:
Author Camellia Hart’s debut contemporary romance novel about a man and a woman whose lives are about to get sizzling hot…
After living through her share of disloyal relationships, Evangeline Avery will be damned if she lets another man cheat her. A beautiful and confident woman, Eva is the owner of an interior design firm at the brink of collapse. She swears to bring her company back to its past glory, even if it involves sweet talking the one man who caused this turmoil in the first place – Clive Stanton.
Notorious playboy Clive Stanton is a powerful businessman and a formidable enemy of many. He doesn’t do love, or at least not until he meets her again, fifteen years after he saw her last. Eva, his crush from teenage years, the one that got away, is back in his world and he is determined to do anything to make her his.
Will passion and lust bring them together or conflict and the unforgettable scars from their pasts forever tear them apart?
gaze darted to the tabloid vendor standing by her side. Despite the
her other best friend, Ali, visit the
two months, this was the first time
hadn’t been his ideal customer—
lucky guy.” The vendor smiled.
widened. Was it that evident she’d been thinking about Daniel? She
relief, the vendor reverted his
Neeson. The six foot two, blond, blue-eyed, investment banker she’d
friend. Daniel seemed witty, charming and
first date tonight. It would also be her
to her ex, Jake, the cheater.
she’d looked forward to meeting Daniel again, emotional scars from
palms turned clammy, she’d never felt
an alarm on her phone to leave from work on time; she’d laid out a little
she’d also brushed up on her list of
talk about. Maybe she should rehearse
silently. And as she did, she realized the
somehow concluded in loathing Jake.
running, as in away from Jake.
hanging out with her friends, as in to forget Jake.
cooking, as in to poison Jake.
cringed. How did her thoughts get so morbid? Moreover, where had her
betrayal been entirely to blame or
father for cheating on her mother?
just came in, and it’s selling out fast.” The vendor’s voice brought her
that’s the one she wants, right Izzy?” Ali hurried Izzy with an impatient
this is the one I want,” Izzy said. Without letting her eyes wander off the
believe you get paid to read this junk,” Eva said as they walked into their
Eva on that. Is this weekly ritual of yours really necessary to be a good
one’s not for work ladies, it’s for pleasure.” Izzy pointed to the magazine
smokes…he’s hot!” Ali ogled at the picture of a drop dead gorgeous man,
picture showed everything, from his unruly hair, to his strong chiseled jaw, to
dusted with just the right amount of hair,
fuzz that tapered from his navel down
Based on his looks, the guy was a model, or an actor, or maybe
Izzy glared at her. “He’s the owner of Stanton Enterprises.”
That’s Clive Stanton? The Clive Stanton?”
Clive Stanton. They have an office here, top floor. And he owns this
know Clive Stanton?”
know the name. We’ve worked with the Stantons for years. I met Clive’s
cover. “I’ve never actually met
later. Because it was good to know all
he be in Time Magazine or Forbes and not some junky magazine?”
good point. Stanton Enterprises owned several businesses, from spas to
It was unusual to see a man of his
that’s because he’s with Silvia. She’s the Sports Illustrated cover this
next to Clive in the picture. “He’s
He’s quite the mix, you know,
trusted Izzy’s knowledge on these matters. As the editor of In Trend
Izzy said that word, playboy, churned Eva’s insides. She didn’t like
And now, she didn’t like Clive. Yet,
herself next to him on the beach in
of looking at this man. The sex would
delicious?” Izzy sighed as the elevator doors opened.
stilled. And they stared.
was, the tabloid hottie, clothed in a dark gray suit, a crisp, white shirt
looking straight at them from inside the
glanced at the magazine in Izzy’s hand and a slow, sexy grin appeared on his
at them one by one, first at Izzy, then at Ali and then his gaze met hers
she had only moments ago been
attraction zinged all over her as his gaze
as the same way she almost forgot he
commanded her to get into the car, but the rest of her body stayed still.
pain would shake her awake. Could
then? His lips curled into an alluring
managed to smile back.
A harsh wake-up-call came from one of the many others waiting to get
shoved the magazine into her leather tote as they hurried in. Eva turned her
shuffled in, she had no choice except
another…and by the time the car
fanned her hair and he smelled of
Eva a sideways glance. Her expression was one of contained amusement,
After what felt like eternity, the
as soon as the doors closed they
God. What were the chances of that happening?” Izzy pressed her hand
And Eva, he was totally checking you out,” Ali said.
was,” Izzy chimed in.
shiver zipped up Eva’s spine as she was still energized from Clive’s
him raised an immediate red flag she
time she’d seen him in the two months
she would see him again anytime
interested?” Izzy looked shocked. “Do you know how many women want
And how many women has he already looked at, the way he did at me?”
that,” Izzy said.
not interested. But, for the record, he is…wow.” They giggled.
moment of composure they said their goodbyes, and they each walked to
Avery, good morning,” Eva’s secretary greeted back, her voice chirpy and
messages for me yet?” Eva shed her coat, hung it on the rack, and walked to
Mr. Avery stopped by. He wants to see you as soon as possible.”
been two months since Eva had taken over her late-father’s business. If not
she have agreed to be the sole owner of
Chef, not a CEO, and had no experience
the top Interior Design firms in the
graduating from culinary school, Eva had spent several years committed to
ladder. And then finally, about a year
restaurant— a title she had worked
too, quite proud. She’d been so close to
own a restaurant, one that would
precisely in place, like artwork.
she was at S. F. Designs, following a path she had never wanted to
shelving her creativity for a future day
that last, unforgettable
after his death had those few moments she’d spent with him come to mean
aroma, what her father had worn
word…all now ingrained in her mind
you down in my will as the next owner of the company.”
laughed. He didn’t. Was he serious? “You’re not kidding.”
will train you in no time.”
laughed again. This had to be a joke. “Why? Are you going somewhere?”
you’re willing to take over then?”
willing, nor ready, nor even remotely capable of working in any
a chef, Dad. I want to own a restaurant
interior design firm.”
it because I was a bad father? Because I was never around?”
c’mon. This is emotional blackmail.”
Did you not choose a career path completely different from mine because
life I’ve lived? Yes, I was consumed
brother. For your mother.“
that. We know that. You’re wonderful, you always were.”
don’t refuse this, Evie. You’re perfect for this role. No one else can lead
months you’ll be as good, maybe even
needs a fighter, this company needs you.”
shook her head, “I’m sorry…I-I can’t…I just can’t. Why won’t you let
excellent, no doubt. But he’s not you, he can never be what you can to this
explanation and insistence made no sense to her then; it made no sense to her
lead the company after him, she
missed him terribly. S. F. Designs had
left of him. She couldn’t forgo his last
sighed, set her bag on her desk, and walked over to find out why Uncle Dave
she greeted her uncle as she walked into his attractive corner office. Uncle
in his hair shined in the morning sun
expression of affection lit up his face,
stomach tightened. “Is everything
sure.” He handed her a paper marked with the Stanton Enterprises logo.
scanned through the document, rushing to find the words that might explain
partnership…blah, blah, blah…we regret to inform
that we are terminating our contract with S. F Designs… Thank you for your
why?” Confused, she looked at her uncle.
brought her gaze back to the paper she held in her now shaky hand. Her
was born. Through the years, the
into a high-end corporation. She
this thirty-seventh floor. She’d only
like moving toys from the windows
years later, her dad had met Clive’s father, then owner of Stanton
the initial years of their businesses,
companies had been in partnership
father had a contract to design all of Stanton’s spas. The tone of the contract
terminate at any time without any
Enterprises had benefitted hugely from this partnership. Their Spa
unparalleled tranquility and privacy, and
partnership had positively propelled her father’s firm into the public eye.
had been featured in several magazines
his was the number one firm in the
imagined this streak of good luck would go on forever. Although there had
Stanton’s business strategy, that they would
crossed her mind.
even nine in the morning. How could things have gone so wrong
Enterprises was the fifth company pushing to sever ties with them this
to Stanton and only a few other
able to find another viable customer,
projected yearly profits.
called Tina on the intercom and asked to set up an immediate meeting with
impression of Bryan Austin had been that of a man who was trying too
each and every strand painstakingly set to
corporate executive, and could almost
came a moody attitude, his face
of rejection toward any offerings her
one occasion last week, when Eva’s team had suggested Stanton should
staying along the lines of their signature
the proposal from her team; to her, any concept that benefitted the
firm could be a part of a green world
garden, picking fragrant herbs for her
surprise, at first Bryan was on board with the idea. However, his
days. His team had returned with a
we’re sticking to tried and tested methods for now response. Eva had
substance and candor, leaving her
the worrying about Stanton to me.
stared at the notice she held, she began to suspect he had known about the
behind his decision to send them
his decision would be quite a feat.
down into the empty chair across
ensued for several long moments as Eva contemplated the repercussions
heard a slight knock on the door. It
Avery, the earliest the Stanton team can meet is at two o’clock tomorrow.”
sighed. And so it begins, the countdown toward impending war. She took one
and a half to prepare for the brunt of the
Stanton. And she’d be ready. Bring it
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