Kidnapping the Brazilian Tycoon
Publication Date: August 18, 2014
Synopsis:
Passion was never in the bargain
Addison Reed lost her fiancé, but she’ll do whatever it takes to protect his legacy. When the gorgeous and arrogant landowner, Brazilian billionaire Bruno Duarte, who is thwarting her at every turn, refuses to meet with her, she puts her plan into action.
He will listen to her
Bruno’s plan was simple: return to Brazil and marry to fulfill his father’s dying wish. But when his engagement crumbles, and he’s then stranded with an idealistic woman hell-bent on saving a tribe of people on his land, he sees the perfect solution. If his feisty and passionate abductor agrees to a bogus marriage, he’ll relocate the tribe.
With the Brazilian heat rivaling the growing heat of their desire, will Bruno and Addison abandon their respective plans and give in to each other, or will their differences tear them apart?
Excerpt
“I am handling this.” He stalked toward her, and she stopped in her tracks, eyes widened.
“Do you understand?” he pronounced every word. It was clear she didn’t trust him to handle the
situation, so she’d ensured she’d be a part of the conversation. Of course. And now, by having
been outspoken, she probably sparked Silas’s interest. What if he dug around and learned who
she was?
“Why are you being such a jerk?” she asked.
“A jerk? Don’t you see what just happened? Our entire deal is compromised. My
brother is not an idiot; he’ll do the math and realize what’s going on here. You didn’t have to
come along, Addie. I told you I could handle it.”
“You expect me to sit at the kiddie’s table while you make the decisions that landed
me in your life? Think again, buddy,” she said, the sarcasm dripping from her voice. “Oh, I’m so
sick of this crap. I wish I could just...” She slammed her fingers on his chest. “I wish...”
“What?” His heart galloped. “What do you wish?”
She tried to slam him again, and he laughed at her feeble attempt. Which, of course,
only irritated her, and Addie jerked back. Curling her hands into fists, she pushed him against the
wall, and this time he almost lost balance. Not because of her slight weight on his, but because
the nearness of her body against his made him dizzy. She got on her toes and claimed his lips
with hers.
He crushed her so tightly against him, she gasped—but didn’t retreat. No... Addie
opened her mouth and teased his tongue with hers, touching his chest. Dipping his head down, he
left her lips for a moment to nip her neck, and she whimpered. His cock jumped, and his entire
body throbbed. When was the last time his nerve endings burned this way?
She retaliated and nibbled his chin, his lips, her heavy breathing louder than the
beating of his heart. Her exploring hands slid down, and the moment her fingers cupped his
length through his pants, he thought he’d come right there. He inhaled all the oxygen he could
manage, control about to burst.
“Addie,” he whispered and pulled her hair.
“Yes.” She moaned. “Yes.”
He took her mouth once again, savoring the sweet taste of her tongue. She squirmed
against him, sensual and hot, and continued to cup him, her touch more demanding. He lifted her
from the floor and placed her on the desk, shoving the contents on the floor. She wrapped her
legs around his waist and linked her arms around his neck. Never, in his life—
“Bruno.”
Bruno froze. He lifted his head and sighed. In the history of bad timing, this one took the cake.
Although Leonardo walked into the library unfazed, posture erect and hands on his pocket, he
stood assessing them.
About the Author
Carmen Falcone learned at an early age that fantasizing about fictional characters beats doing math homework any day. Brazilian by birth and traveler by nature, she moved to Central Texas after college and met her broody Swiss husband—living proof that opposites attract. She found in writing her deepest passion and the best excuse to avoid the healthy lifestyle everyone keeps talking about. When she’s not lost in the world of romance, she enjoys spending time with her two kids, being walked by her three crazy pugs, reading, catching up with friends, and chatting with random people in the checkout line.
She loves to procrastinate, so please indulge her and drop her a line at carmenauthor@yahoo.com.
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