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The CEO's Contract Bride (New Zealand Knights)
With her wedding nine days away, Gwen Jones's fiance suddenly disappeared, along with her bank account. Now, to save her home, she had to marry businessman Declan Knight--the man with whom she'd shared one torrid, mistaken night of passion.
Declan also needed to marry in order to access his inheritance. So he agreed to Gwen's plan despite his previous vow to keep his hands off her. Yet now he had to convince his family their charade was for real. Which meant marching Gwen straight into his bedroom and surrendering his hard-earned control...
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January 09, 2007
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Excerpt from The CEO's Contract Bride (New Zealand Knights) by Yvonne Lindsay
Six weeks until the tender closes, mate."
Declan Knight leaned back his office chair and grimaced at his youngest brother's words as they echoed down the telephone line. He shot an irritated glance at his Rolex--yeah, six weeks. He could count off the seconds he had left to find the finance he needed to pull this project off.
"Don't remind me," he growled.
"Hey, it isn't my fault Mum put that stipulation in her will for our trust funds. Besides, who'd have thought you'd still be one of New Zealand's most wanted bachelors?"
Declan remained silent. He sensed Connor's instant discomfort over the crackling line.
"Dec? I'm sorry, mate."
"Yeah, I know." Declan interrupted swiftly before his brother could say another word. "I gotta move on." Move on from the reality that he hadn't been able to save Renata, his fiancee, when she'd needed him most. For a minute he allowed her face to swirl through his memory before fading away to where he kept the past locked down--locked down with his guilt.
"So, you want to go out tonight? Have a drink maybe? Show the Auckland nightspots how to have a really good time?" Connor's voice brought him back instantly.
"Sorry, previous engagement." Declan scowled into the mouthpiece.
"Well, don't sound so excited about it. What's the occasion?"
"Steve Crenshaw's prewedding party."
"You're kidding, right? Watch-the-paint-dry Steve?"