The
Billionaire Banker
Book
One
By: Georgia Le Carre
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Blurb
When Lana
Bloom learns the devastating news that her mother is dying, she is faced with a
terrible dilemma. The one thing that can save her is the one thing she
does not have. For young and innocent Lana, the unthinkable becomes her
only choice.
But when
she walks through the door of that exclusive restaurant she has no idea of the
seismic shift her life is about to take, for the highest bidder will not be the
rich man she has accompanied. Fate drops
her at the feet of the deeply mysterious and dazzlingly gorgeous American
banker, Blake Law Barrington. Throbbing
with raw masculinity and arrogance, this is a man who owns all that he pursues.
And now he
wants her.
Lana cannot
deny she is both intrigued and intoxicated by the world Blake inhabits and the
smouldering passion he stirs in her body, but she is also fearful for this man
is addictive, and right now she is very vulnerable. She knows she should focus only on the
arrangement, but how can she…when he has opened a door that cannot be closed?
Rupert
directs his astonished, vicious eyes at Lana’s.
‘You offered yourself to him too?’
Lana stares mutely at Rupert. His eyes move derisively, hatefully over
her. She feels herself cringe.
‘Does he
know how much you charge?’
‘Do you
doubt I will be able to afford her?’ asks Blake.
Rupert
shrivels the way a leech that has had salt thrown on it does. ‘This is why you invited me here, isn’t
it?’
‘Yes.’
‘What a
joke!’ he taunts, but his jibe lacks any real bite. ‘The great Barrington can’t find his own
whore. He has to steal mine.’
‘I didn’t
steal her,’ Blake notes reasonably. ‘I
just offered to pay more.’
Rupert’s
eyes bulge, bug-like. ‘She’s just a
cheap bloody tart. I’ve just finger-fucked
her out there,’ he taunts maliciously, jerking his dandruff-laden head in the
direction of the door.
Lana feels
Blake’s hand tighten around her waist.
‘Consider it an unearned freebie, then,’ he says quietly, but there is
warning in the calm words. A warning
that is not lost on Rupert. The air
becomes tight with tension. Lana looks
from one man to the other. It is like
watching two lions fighting for supremacy.
But her body knows which lion she wants to win this fight.
Rupert
shrugs. He knows he’d be a fool to go
against a Barrington. He has much to
lose. ‘If you think I’m going to fight
over her you’re mistaken. Have her.’
He turns on
his heel and leaves.
Blake lets
go of Lana. She realizes she is
trembling. She leans against the desk,
hating herself, but unable to stop—nothing is more important than the money—she
asks, ‘Did you mean it about the money?’
Every woman's fantasy???? A hot man, loaded with money, sweeps the girl, from the wrong side of the tracks, off her feet and pays for her Mom's medical bills...well, yes he did, but not before she taught him how to relax and look at life differently and he taught her that she was worthy of love!
The Billionaire Banker was an over the top fantasy style book, with lots of drama, hot sex, & 2 opposite people coming together out of necessity, but staying together out of love!
I enjoyed reading this book and of course fantasizing about what ifs....
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Author Info
Georgia Le
Carre lives in England, in an old 19th century romantic cottage surrounded by a
magical garden filled with fruit and walnut trees.
When she is
not feeding words into her laptop, she is either curled up in bed with a box of
chocolates and a good read, or lost in a long walk in the woods. Especially on
moonlit nights. And often with the man
of her dreams.
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Would I sell my body for a ton of money if one of my parent's was very ill? In one word - NO. Despite my wish to help my parent with their medical bills or the fact that I may be the only one able to ensure that they could get treatment... I just couldn't do it... and neither of my parents would want me to go to that extreme, either.
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