By: Jessica Lemmon
Releasing
June 28, 2016
Forever
Indecent Proposal
Manwhore.
That's what the board of directors-and the tabloids-thinks of billionaire
bachelor Reese Crane. Ordinarily he couldn't care less, but his playboy past is
preventing the board from naming him CEO of Crane Hotels. Nothing-and no
one-will keep him from his life's legacy. They want a settled man to lead the
company? Then that's exactly what he'll give them.
Merina Van
Heusen will do anything to get her parents' funky boutique hotel back-even
marry cold-as-ice-but-sexy-as-hell Reese Crane. It's a simple business
contract-six months of marriage, absolute secrecy, and the Van Heusen is all
hers again. But when sparks fly between them, their passion quickly moves from
the boardroom to the bedroom. And soon Merina is living her worst nightmare:
falling in love with her husband . . .
The Van Heusen Hotel mean EVERYTHING
to Merina Van Heusen! His was her family legacy, but one morning
everything was snatched out from underneath her, when Merina finds out that
they have sold The Van Heusen to Alexander Crane of The Crane Hotel chain SIX
MONTHS BEFORE!!! Why? To save themselves from bankruptcy and their staff from
losing their jobs. But Merina was heartbroken that her parents and livid at the
Crane grouping, but more specifically Reese Crane, as he was now likely to
become the new CEO of The Crane Group.
Reese Crane was having a reputation crisis, one that could lose him the
position of CEO. You see, Reese was a bit of a player and the board didn't want
some playboy in charge of their investment. So when Merino Van Hausen stormed
into his office and yelled at him! Well let's just say, it couldn't have
happened at a better time. So he proposed a deal! Merina marry him for a year and secure his position
as CEO of the company and she would run the Van Hausen as she saw fit! I mean
come one…it's a sure thing right!
So we delve into the world of Billionaires and hotel owners…one of
which I'm not familiar with, but I found it a enjoyable book, there was only
one sticking point for me and that is where it to one of the characters. I
struggled to like Merina's character. I found her a little hard and without
depth. I kept reading, hoping that somewhere I would find a spark of liking for
her, but sadly for me it never came. Reese I liked; which surprised me, as
normally I don't like the male whore/playboy characters, but there was just
something about Reese I like and he truly make the book for me!
But I will say the authors
writing and plots were smooth and compelling and it really did make a great,
light hearted summer read.
I give The Billionaire Bachelor 3.5 stars.
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Even with her nostrils
flared, Merina forced a smile. There was only one way past this gatekeeper. She
called up an ounce of poise—an ounce being the most she could access at the
moment. “Merina Van Heusen to see Reese Crane.”
“Ms. Van Heusen,” the
woman said, her tone flat, her eyes going to the doorknob in Merina’s hand.
“You’re here regarding the changes to the hotel, I presume.”
“You got it,” Merina said,
barely harnessing her anger. How come everyone was so damn calm about
dismantling a town landmark?
“Have a seat.” Crane’s
bulldog gestured one manicured hand at a group of cushy white chairs, her mouth
frowning in disgust as she took in Merina’s dishevelment. “Perhaps I could
fetch you a towel first.”
“I won’t be sitting.” She
wasn’t about to be put in her place by Reese’s underling. Then her prayers were
answered as the set of gleaming wooden doors behind the secretary’s desk parted
like the Red Sea.
Jackpot.
Merina barreled forward as
the woman at the desk barked, “Excuse me!”
Merina ignored her. She
wouldn’t be delayed another second…or so she thought. She stopped short when a
woman in a very tight red dress, the neckline plunging into plentiful cleavage,
her heels even higher and potentially more expensive than Merina’s Louboutins,
swept out of the office and gave her a slow, mascaraed blink back. Then she
sashayed around Merina, past the bulldog, and left behind a plume of perfume.
Interesting.
Reese’s latest date? An
escort? If Merina believed the local tabloids, one and the same. Paying for
dates certainly wasn’t above his pay grade.
Before the doors closed,
she slipped into Reese’s office.
“Ms. Van Heusen!” came a
bark behind her, but Reese, who stood facing the windows and looking out upon
downtown, said three words that instantly shut his secretary up.
“She’s fine, Bobbie.”
Merina smirked back at the
sour-faced, coal-eyed secretary as Reese’s office doors whooshed shut.
“Merina, I presume.” Reese
still hadn’t turned. His posture was straight, jacket and slacks impeccably
tailored to his muscular, perfectly proportioned body. Shark or not, the man
could wear a suit. She’d seen the photos of him in the Trib as well as Luxury Stays,
the hotel industry’s leading trade magazine, and like every other woman in
Chicago, she hadn’t missed the gossip about him online. Like his more
professional photos, his hands were sunk into his pant pockets, and his wavy,
dark hair was styled and perfect.
Clearly the woman who had
just left was here on other business…or past business. If something more
clandestine was going on, Reese would appear more mussed. Then again, he
probably didn’t muss his hair during sex. From what she gleaned about him via
the media, Reese probably didn’t allow
his hair to muss.
The snarky thought paired
with a vision of him out of that suit, stalking naked and primed, golden
muscles shifting with each long-legged step. Sharp, navy eyes focused only on
her…
He turned to face her and
she snapped out of her imaginings and blinked at the stubble covering a perfectly
angled jaw. What was it about that hint of dishevelment on his otherwise
perfect visage that made her breath catch?
Thick dark brows jumped
slightly as his eyes zoomed in on her chest.
She sneered before
venturing a glance down at her sodden silk shirt. Where she saw the perfect
outline of both nipples. A tinge of heat lit her cheeks, and she crossed her
arms haughtily, glaring at him as best she could while battling embarrassment.
“Seems this April morning
is colder than you anticipated,” he drawled.
A former job-hopper, Jessica Lemmon resides in Ohio
with her husband and rescue dog. She holds a degree in graphic design currently
gathering dust in an impressive frame. When she’s not writing super-sexy
heroes, she can be found cooking, drawing, drinking coffee (okay, wine), and
eating potato chips. She firmly believes God gifts us with talents for a
purpose, and with His help, you can create the life you want.
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