Cece Cassidy was used to writing the story, notbeingit. Yet somehow the tabloids had figured out her passionate history with Jack Hudson and his connection to the dark-haired little boy she'd "adopted." Too bad her baby's father was the last to know. Now Jack was going all caveman on her, forcing her into a lavish Tinseltown wedding with none of the marital benefits. The movie mogul had stomped on her heart yet again, but she couldn't help craving his touchand wishing she could give their tempestuous romance a Hollywood ending .
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February 09, 2009
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Excerpt from Tempted into the Tycoon's Trap by Emily McKay
So, Lillian Hudson wanted Hudson Pictures to make a biopic about the legendary World War II romance between her and her husband, Charles.From the moment Jack Hudson heard her announcement during the annual Valentine's Day bash at Hudson Manor, he knew trouble was brewing. The week before, he'd stopped by for a visit and found his grandmother watchingThe Wave,which Cece had written. At the time, the image of the Statue of Liberty disappearing beneath a hundred-and-fifty-foot tsunami seemed particularly foreboding. Now he knew why.Undoubtedly, Lillian was going to hit him up to convince Cece to write the script forHonor,which would be hard for him to do, since Cece wasn't speaking to him.He was clutching a crystal champagne flute when Lillian made the announcement. He'd downed the nearly two-hundred-dollar-a-bottle Dom Pérignon, ditched the glass and had been making his way toward the bar ever since. He skirted the bustling dance floor, dodging waiters bearing trays of more champagne, fervently gesticulating directors and dewy-eyed starlets.Any minute now, Lillian would corner him, and he wanted to have a glass of Patrón in his hand when she did. Unfortunately, he was too slow. He'd almost reached the open bar when he heard his grandmother's voice behind him."You don't seem pleased about my announcement."He turned to face her. Despite her age, Lillian held herself with the same graceful elegance that had made her a legend on the silver screen. She wore a long, sparkling gown, no doubt designed to show off the diamond necklace shimmering around her neck. Her crystalline blue eyes held a spark of humor, as if she knew why he'd been avoiding her."Naturally, I'm thrilled, Grandmother." She held out her arms, so he leaned forward and gave her a buss on the cheek. "I think your love story will make a brilliant movie.""Charles always thought so. One person or another has been batting around the idea for years. But when Charles died, I didn't have the heart to do it without him."For a moment his normally vibrant grandmother sounded so sad and frail, he almost didn't voice his concerns. "I'm glad we're doing it now. But you said you want the movie released on the studio's sixtieth anniversary. What's the rush? There's no hurry, we should take our time. Do it right."The illusion of Lillian's fragility vanished. "When should we do it, my boy? For the seventy-fifth anniversary? For the hundredth?" She didn't wait for him to answer her rhetorical question. "No, I've made up my mind. If we don't do it now, it may never get done."Since he could see there was no point in arguing with her, he shrugged. "Then I assume you'll be wanting me to hire a screenwriter."She smiled gamely. Still an attractive woman at eighty-nine, age had done little to dim her charms. "Ah, my boy, you know me too well."He continued before she could say more. "First thing Monday morning, I'll talk to Robert Rodat." He paused to gesture for a drink from the bartender, who must have worked at past parties because he automatically handed Jack a Patrón. "He worked with Spielberg onSaving Private Ryan."Lillian waved her hand regally. "No, no. That won't do at all. The last thing I want is someone who's done another World War II drama. The story of how your grandfather and I met and fell in love is special. We need someone who will bring a unique approach to the project. Someone with a personal touch."Her eyes glittered with the same cunning he remembered all too well from his childhood. After his mother's death, Lillian and Charles had raised him. As a result, she could see right through him.She raised a hand to toy with the diamonds at her neck. "No, I have the perfect screenwriter already in mind."Just what he was afraid of."You remember my goddaughter, Cheryl Cassidy?"Cece? How could he forget her? With her quick wit and lightning-fast sense of humor. With her lush full