The Favor: A Marriage of Convenience Romance

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When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, "Why god? Why me?" and the thundering voice of God answered, There's just something about you that pisses me off.” Sometimes his ey Even after four years of working for him, I was not immune to that unflinching, relentless, apex-predator stare. Not at all. It was like being watched by a jungle cat. A big, badass jungle cat who wondered what an insignificant little thing like you was doing in its domain. It bothered me a lot more than I thought it would.” “What?” “The thought of you with another woman.” He frowned. “You think the thought of you with another man doesn’t bother me?”

No, you did what was best for you. You might have cared for Vienna, but you didn’t put her first. She was never your priority.” I absolutely adore that each and every one of your female heroines are feisty and not at all a pushover like all the other books.I sighed. “I’m fine, just annoyed. He wanted to wait for Dane in his office. I said no. He tried flirting with me to get his way. I said no. He claimed he had a migraine and just needed a quiet place to sit. I said no. Then he got all mean and demanded I let him in. Again, I said no. We went around and around like that for a while until, finally, he stalked off—but not before threatening to have me fired.” I groaned. “I’d be walking around with a divorce under my belt at twenty-five. Well, I’d be twenty-six at the time we separated, wouldn’t I?” More, if I ever remarried, I’d be unable to explain to my husband—a man I truly would love and adore—that my previous marriage had been fake. I’d never be able to tell my family the truth either. He smiled. “Yes, you do. And I still care for you. You can’t know how many times you popped into my head over the years. Hell, I even thought about you on my own damn wedding day.” He shoved a hand through his hair. “I shouldn’t have thrown away what we had. It was by far the stupidest thing I’ve ever done, and I’m so sorry I hurt you. It won’t happen again. If you give me another chance—” You’d have been my first choice in any case, because I know I can trust you. Several of my business competitors have tried hiring you as a spy or luring you away from my company, but you remained loyal to me and to o-Verve. Plus, you have one of the best poker-faces I’ve ever seen, which we’ll need if we’re going to fool people.” It wasn’t that I was an unforgiving person. I didn’t hold grudges or refuse to accept apologies. But if a person ever sincerely screwed me over, it was like a mental wall slammed up between us. I didn’t purposely put it there. It just happened. It was a self-defense mechanism, I supposed. It had protected me from my foster sister’s hurtful words and actions for a long time.

He kept a proprietary hold on her hand as they walked from crowd to crowd, mingling and networking. Several times he had to fire a look of warning at men who stared at her a little too long, as if those rings on her finger meant nothing. And so, he thought, he’d also have to offer her a divorce. Not that it would dissolve anything else between them— that he wouldn’t allow. But she deserved the option of starting afresh with a wedding that was real in every sense. It would mean losing his trust fund, but he’d sooner lose that than her. Hi Gabriella, thanks for reading my books! Yes there will be a fifth DIYV book, it will be released either late this year or early next 2016 depending on how smoothly my schedule for this year goes http://www.suzannewright.co.uk/#!sche...

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It would look odd if we didn’t live together, Vienna. I’ll buy you another apartment after this is over. No, don’t argue, I won’t see you homeless. Especially when you’ll be giving me a year of your life. It’s only fair that I ensure you have a home to go to when you leave mine. Think of it as the divorce settlement or compensation for losses incurred, whatever. We’ll talk about it more when the time for the divorce approaches. For now, we’ll concentrate on the upcoming dates and engagement.”Even if Dane had been prepared to dismiss the matter, he couldn’t have kept me as his PA—I’d have lost the respect of everyone at the company. I wouldn’t have wanted to stay anyway for the simple reason that I couldn’t have looked any of my coworkers in the eye. Sometimes, I couldn’t help but feel that he had an empty spot inside him. One he tried so hard to fill with work but never quite succeeded. He blinked. “Vee? Jesus.” He stepped forward as if he might hug me, but Dane’s body shifted ever so slightly to the side. It was enough to make Owen halt, though he didn’t spare my boss a glance. I lowered the menu. “It wouldn’t have been professional to turn up at the office looking like this.” Book Genre: Abuse, Adult, Adult Fiction, Contemporary, Contemporary Romance, Drama, Erotica, Fiction, Marriage, New Adult, Romance, Sociology

Hmm.” He made that sound far too often. It was infuriating, because it could mean everything or nothing. Yes, but he didn’t consider that not everyone is the same as him. If I do, by some miracle, later in life decide I want to marry for real, I’ll try it. But I don’t foresee that happening. For now, it’s definitely not what I want.” Dane,” she said quietly, calmly, her nerves quite clearly shot. “Dane, you know this is a bad idea.”

I am so glad to see that Dante's story is in the works. Luv him!! just finished Feral Sins and now I am into Lady Gabriella of Awesomeness wrote: "Thank you so much for wrighting and releasing BOOK 5: Fractured on December ! best Christmas gift ever ! Throughly enjoyed the ride ! Another 5 star !! " You keep absolutely no secrets from them? You believe they tell you everything? That they’ve never lied to you for one reason or another?” As usual, I sat on Dane’s side of the table and silently took notes on my tablet. During internal meetings, I often contributed. But when Dane met with people from outside the company, like other CEOs, stakeholders, or potential clients, I left the discussion and negotiations to them. Words wouldn’t be enough, he knew. He’d need to show her. Need to let her feel that things had changed for him. For them. He’d need to prove that he could make a relationship work, despite his baggage.