Part of Series
With the death of billionaire patriarch Konstantinos Xenakis, long-held secrets threaten to find their way to the light, tearing apart the fabric of this powerful family for good. Oldest son Anastasios is determined not to let that happen, even if it means making a deal with the devil herself… No matter how many times Phoebe tells him otherwise, Anastasios doesn’t believe her innocence. He’s convinced she was his late father’s secret mistress, and is willing to go to any lengths—including kidnapping her to his luxurious, Mediterranean based mega-yacht—to stop the ‘truth’ from hitting the tabloids. His mother has lost so much, she deserves better than having Konstantinos' affairs splashed through the tabloids. But holding Phoebe captive would be a lot easier if he didn’t spend the whole time fantasising about her, nor fighting the chemistry that threatens to burn out of control between them. He hates her for what he believes she’s capable of, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want her too… This is a powerful, angsty, passionate full-length contemporary romance. If you love your heroes so alpha you melt, then get ready to fall in love with Anastasios Xenakis. HEA guaranteed. This is Book 1 in The Xenakis Series.
Author
For all things Clare Connelly, please see www.clareconnelly.co.uk, the official home of Clare Connelly on the web. Clare Connelly grew up in a small country town in Australia. Surrounded by rainforests, and rickety old timber houses, magic was thick in the air, and stories and storytelling were a huge part of her childhood. From early on in life, Clare realised her favourite books were romance stories, and read voraciously. Anything from Jane Austen to Georgette Heyer, to Mills & Boon and (more recently) 50 Shades, Clare is a romance devotee. She first turned her hand to penning a novel at fifteen (if memory serves, it was something about a glamorous fashion model who fell foul of a high-end designer. Sparks flew, clothes flew faster, and love was born.) Clare has a small family and a bungalow near the sea. When she isn't chasing after energetic little toddlers, or wiping fingerprints off furniture, she's writing, thinking about writing, or wishing she were writing.
