Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Read Online Books/Novels: | His Mrs. Right |
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Author/Writer of Book/Novel: | Sam Crescent |
| Language: | English |
| ISBN/ ASIN: | B07MDHH8N2 |
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From the moment Brice meets Danielle, he knows he has to have her. She makes his dick hard, and above all else, she makes him feel. No other woman has ever consumed him like this. Danielle is attracted to Brice, but the first time they meet, he’s with another woman. She has no interest in dating a womanizer. Determined to win her over, Brice gives himself to her to use for her creations in the kitchen. He’ll get to try her new recipes and win his way into her heart. But he’s come to realize he not only wants to fuck her, he wants to take her as his, to put his ring on her finger and a baby inside her. With the press posting their own stories about them, Danielle can’t handle the pressure of her parents. When Brice gives her a suggestion for them to pretend to be together, she decides to play along. But is it only pretend? When she’s with Brice, he makes her feel. He makes her want things she didn’t think she ever would. Between Danielle’s fears and their interfering parents, can the pair get a happy ending? | |
| Books by Author: | Sam Crescent Books |
Chapter One
News just in, eligible millionaire bachelor and celebrity chef leave together. Is a new romance on the horizon, or is she just another notch on his ever-increasing bedpost?
Brice Ivory took a large swallow of the expensive champagne while watching as the rich and famous mingled around the overly large hall. He hated these events. As far as he was concerned, most of them were filled with pretentious pricks who didn’t give a fuck about anyone or anything. They were all here to donate large chunks of money to help the homeless.
He didn’t get it.
Well, he did, but why spend a fucking fortune on a location, dining, wine, and everything that went into one of those popular events when all of that money could go into actually helping the homeless or whatever charity they decided to do? He didn’t get that part.
Glancing around the room, he saw his date, the latest model for fashion magazines, doing the rounds. She had men eating out of the palm of her hand. He noticed Sandy didn’t stop by any women though. This made him smile as his current date had a reputation for being a first-class bitch. He didn’t care what she was like with other women on set. What he cared about was how well she sucked cock.
So far, so good.
He didn’t have any complaints, but then neither should she considering the small fortune he’d already paid for her.
“I didn’t expect to see you here.”
Brice turned to see Howard Linde, one of his many business associates.
“Why not?”
“Because this is doing something good for the world and everyone who knows you, knows you hate doing anything that doesn’t benefit you.”
“I believe in many things.”
“Yeah, and with the way Sandy keeps looking your way, I imagine she’s here for you as well.”
Brice snorted. “Don’t for a second think she’s here for any other reason than to earn a few more jobs. You know what the modeling world is like. They age too fast, and unless she makes a name for herself, she’ll be old news within a few years.”
“A sad life.”
Just then, a loud chorus of laughter filled the air.
Taking another drink of his champagne, he looked in that direction but didn’t see anything of any importance to him.
Sandy moved to his side, linking her arm through his.
“Hey, handsome,” she said, kissing his cheek.
Another wave of laughter filled the air, and he watched as a blonde woman broke away from the crowd. A man grabbed her arm, telling her to come forward.
Sandy scoffed. “I can’t even believe they care about her.”
“What’s the matter, Sandy? Can’t handle the competition?” Howard asked.
“Please, as if that fat piece of trash is any competition. She’s a fucking cook. She shouldn’t even be here.”
“Not only is she an amazing cook, Sandy, she’s also the head of a multi-million-dollar business, and is by far more suited to be here than a mere model.”
Brice saw Sandy’s cheeks go red, and she looked like she was about to have a heart attack.
“Okay, I clearly don’t have a clue what is going on. Who is the blonde?”
“You don’t recognize Danielle Knox? She is the star of the Goddess in the Kitchen cooking show, not to mention the founder of her company by the same name. She comes from Knox Industries, a computing firm.”
Howard sounded impressed, and Brice took another long look at the woman. He couldn’t recall ever hearing about her before, but then, just because they were in the same social circles, their businesses were uniquely different. He had nothing to do with food; however, he was aware of Knox Industries.
“Please, she’s not that great. She has her haters.”
“We all have our haters.” Howard chuckled.
“How do you know so much about her? She a mistress?” Brice asked.
Howard glared at him.
He knew for a fact that his best friend was a happily married man. Instead of going through with the engagement his parents had arranged, Howard fell in love with his housekeeper and married her, much to the scandal that erupted. Howard’s wife rarely came to public events, and when she did, she often stayed by his side.
“My wife adores her. They’re actually really good friends.” Howard looked over to Danielle and waved her over.
Brice watched as she made her excuses, and suddenly the blonde beauty walked toward them. She was incredibly stunning to look at. He felt his cock awaken, and his body wanted her. Just by seeing her smile, he wanted her. It did things to him, things he didn’t understand.
“Howard, I had no idea you were here. I’d have stopped by to pick you up. Where’s Haley? I haven’t seen her.” Danielle hugged Howard before stepping away.
The smile she wore stole Brice’s breath.
It was so natural.
Beautiful.
He couldn’t stop looking.
He was aware of Sandy by his side, her glare firmly in place.