Nikki Logan - The Billionaire Of Coral Bay

Return of the secret billionaire...

For Mila, Coral Bay’s coast is more than just paradise, it’s a safe haven... Until gorgeous visitor Richard Grundy arrives—sending her senses into overdrive!

Secret billionaire Rich has come to the Bay looking for business opportunities, not romance. This single-minded tycoon prides himself on making decisions with his head, until he’s captivated by gentle, exotic Mila! Now he has his toughest job yet...persuading Mila he has good intentions: to make her Coral Bay’s newest bride!

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Escape to Paradise!

This Valentine’s Day escape to four of the world’s most romantic destinations with these sparkling books from Mills & Boon Romance!

From the awe-inspiring desert to vibrant Barcelona, and from the stunning coral reefs of Australia to heart-stoppingly romantic Venice—get swept away by these wonderful romances!

The Sheikh’s Convenient Princess

by Liz Fielding

The Unforgettable Spanish Tycoon

by Christy McKellen

The Billionaire of Coral Bay

by Nikki Logan

Her First-Date Honeymoon

by Katrina Cudmore

The Billionaire of Coral Bay

Nikki Logan

www.millsandboon.co.uk

NIKKI LOGAN lives on the edge of a string of wetlands in Western Australia with her partner and a menagerie of animals. She writes captivating nature-based stories full of romance in descriptive natural environments. She believes the danger and richness of wild places perfectly mirrors the passion and risk of falling in love. Nikki loves to hear from readers via www.nikkilogan.com.auor through social media. Find her on Twitter, @ReadNikkiLogan, and Facebook, NikkiLoganAuthor.

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For Pete

Who came when I needed him most.

Contents

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Back Cover Text Return of the secret billionaire... For Mila, Coral Bay’s coast is more than just paradise, it’s a safe haven... Until gorgeous visitor Richard Grundy arrives—sending her senses into overdrive! Secret billionaire Rich has come to the Bay looking for business opportunities, not romance. This single-minded tycoon prides himself on making decisions with his head, until he’s captivated by gentle, exotic Mila! Now he has his toughest job yet...persuading Mila he has good intentions: to make her Coral Bay’s newest bride!

Introduction Romantic Getaways Escape to Paradise! This Valentine’s Day escape to four of the world’s most romantic destinations with these sparkling books from Mills & Boon Romance! From the awe-inspiring desert to vibrant Barcelona, and from the stunning coral reefs of Australia to heart-stoppingly romantic Venice—get swept away by these wonderful romances! The Sheikh’s Convenient Princess by Liz Fielding The Unforgettable Spanish Tycoon by Christy McKellen The Billionaire of Coral Bay by Nikki Logan Her First-Date Honeymoon by Katrina Cudmore

Title Page The Billionaire of Coral Bay Nikki Logan www.millsandboon.co.uk

About the Author NIKKI LOGAN lives on the edge of a string of wetlands in Western Australia with her partner and a menagerie of animals. She writes captivating nature-based stories full of romance in descriptive natural environments. She believes the danger and richness of wild places perfectly mirrors the passion and risk of falling in love. Nikki loves to hear from readers via www.nikkilogan.com.au or through social media. Find her on Twitter, @ReadNikkiLogan , and Facebook, NikkiLoganAuthor .

Dedication For Pete Who came when I needed him most.

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

Extract

Copyright

CHAPTER ONE

THE LUXURY CATAMARAN had first appeared two days ago, bobbing in the sea off Nancy’s Point.

Lurking.

Except Mila Nakano couldn’t, in all fairness, call it lurking since it stood out like a flashing white beacon against the otherwise empty blue expanse of ocean. Whatever its crew were doing out there, they weren’t trying to be secretive about it, which probably meant they had permission to be moored on the outer fringes of the reef. And a vessel with all the appropriate authorisation was no business of a Wildlife Officer with somewhere else to be.

Vessels came and went daily on the edge of the Marine Park off Coral Bay—mostly research boats, often charters and occasionally private yachts there to enjoy the World Heritage reefs. This one had ‘private’ written all over it. If she had the kind of money that bought luxury catamarans she’d probably spend it visiting places of wonder too.

Mila peeled her wetsuit down to its waist and let her eyes flutter shut as the coastal air against her sweat-damp skin tinkled like tiny, bouncing ball bearings. Most days, she liked to snorkel in just a bikini to revel in the symphony of water against her bare flesh. Some days, though, she just needed to get things done and a wetsuit was as good as noise-cancelling headphones to someone with synaesthesia—or ‘superpower’ as her brothers had always referred to her cross-sensed condition—because she couldn’t hear the physical sensation of swimming over the reef when it was muted by thick neoprene. Not that her condition was conveniently limited to just the single jumbled sensation; no, that would be too pedestrian for Mila Nakano. She felt colours. She tasted emotion. And she attributed random personality traits to things. It might make no sense to anyone else but it made total sense to her.

Of course it did; she’d been born that way.

But today she could do without the distraction. Her tour-for-one was due any minute and she still needed to cross the rest of the bay and clamber up to Nancy’s Point to meet him, because she’d drifted further than she meant while snorkelling the reef. A tour-for-one was the perfect number. One made it possible for her to do her job without ending up with a thumping headache—complete with harmonic foghorns. With larger groups, she couldn’t control how shouty their body spray was, what mood the colours they wore would leave her in, or how exhausting they were just to be around. They would have a fantastic time out on the reef, but the cost to her was sometimes too great. It could take her three days to rebalance after a big group.

But one... That was doable.

Her one was a Mr Richard Grundy. Up from Perth, the solitary, sprawling metropolis on Australia’s west coast, tucked away in the bottom corner of the state, two days’ drive—or a two-hour jet flight—from here. From anything, some visitors thought because they couldn’t see what was right in front of them. The vast expanses of outback scrub you had to pass through to get here.

The nothing that was always full of something.

Grundy was a businessman, probably, since ones tended to arrive in suits with grand plans for the reef and what they could make it into. Anything from clusters of glamping facilities to elite floating casinos. Luxury theme parks. They never got off the ground, of course; between the public protests, the strict land use conditions and the flat-out no that the local leaseholder gave on development access through their property, her tour-for-one usually ended up being a tour-of-one. She never saw them, their business suit or their fancy development ideas again.