The Favor: A Marriage of Convenience Romance

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One of the things I most liked about being his PA was that I often accompanied him on business trips. They weren’t necessarily fun, since my time was rarely mine during those trips—I ran on pretty much the same schedule as him. Still, I got to travel on private jets, stay in luxury hotels, and attend exclusive events. No, I hadn’t seen that coming,” replied Vienna. “Especially since he’s my boss—I don’t believe in mixing business with pleasure. But, well, some things are just inevitable. Fighting the inevitable is quite simply pointless.” Which, essentially, pressured him to do as his uncle wished. “Wow. He really wanted you guys to get married.” Hi Gabriella, thanks for reading my books! Yes there will be a fifth DIYV book, it will be released either late this year or early next 2016 depending on how smoothly my schedule for this year goes http://www.suzannewright.co.uk/#!sche... Would I be able to fool them into believing I loved Dane? Probably. As he’d said, I had a good poker face. Even Wyatt struggled to sense when I was lying, and he had a tip-top bullshit meter. But … “I hate the thought of lying to the people I care for.”

You have the same pale blue eyes and high cheekbones. Her hair isn’t exactly the same platinum blonde shade as yours, but it’s close.”It would look odd if we didn’t live together, Vienna. I’ll buy you another apartment after this is over. No, don’t argue, I won’t see you homeless. Especially when you’ll be giving me a year of your life. It’s only fair that I ensure you have a home to go to when you leave mine. Think of it as the divorce settlement or compensation for losses incurred, whatever. We’ll talk about it more when the time for the divorce approaches. For now, we’ll concentrate on the upcoming dates and engagement.” Hanna tilted her head. “Although he’s a boil on our butts, he generally doesn’t send that eyelid of yours twitching. It usually takes more than that to set it off. Come on, tell me what’s bothering you. You’ll feel better for it. And I’m nosy—help a girl out.” Since I would definitely have lost my own job, I’d have had to find another. Dane might have allowed me to conceal from future potential employers why I’d lost the job. But, knowing my ex, he’d have been spiteful enough to send my new employer a damn copy. After all, he’d warned me that he’d send one to my landlord, neighbors, and any future boyfriends. Dane’s mouth curved into a cruel, chilling smile that almost made me shiver. “I’ll make you wish you had.”

He kept a proprietary hold on her hand as they walked from crowd to crowd, mingling and networking. Several times he had to fire a look of warning at men who stared at her a little too long, as if those rings on her finger meant nothing. Once we were alone, Dane pinned me with those steely eyes. “How well do you know Owen? There’s more to it than you two being childhood friends. He made you uncomfortable. Why?” Vienna Stratton knew she only had herself to blame. You didn’t let yourself become indebted to a man like Dane Davenport, no matter how badly you needed his help. As his personal assistant, she was very aware that the globally successful CEO was ruthless and unforgiving.

They were props, like she’d said. He’d developed a habit of forgetting that. Just as he often forgot she wasn’t truly his—at least in not in the way that mattered. Which bothered him more than he liked. You’d have been my first choice in any case, because I know I can trust you. Several of my business competitors have tried hiring you as a spy or luring you away from my company, but you remained loyal to me and to o-Verve. Plus, you have one of the best poker-faces I’ve ever seen, which we’ll need if we’re going to fool people.” When I’d gotten called into Dane’s office later that day, I’d been sure he meant to fire me. Instead, he’d informed me that he’d be moving me to another department within the building. Namely, his … But if Clint could have been handled using a calm, professional manner, you’d have gone down that route, wouldn’t you?”