Lynn Harris - Heiress's Defiance

‘We are not friends, Lucilla. You do not care about my childhood, nor I yours.

‘You care about what I am doing to your precious company and I care about returning the Chatsfield name to its former glory. We are not on opposite sides, no matter how you wish to view it. And we don’t need to engage in polite banter in order to pretend we like each other.’

Her eyes had narrowed considerably. And her colour was high. The flush over her breasts was intriguing. He wanted to slip her gown off her shoulder and press his mouth just above her heart.

‘With an attitude like that, no wonder you don’t have any friends. You refuse to let anyone get close enough to be a friend.’

He snorted. ‘And do you really want to be my friend, Lucilla? Or is there something more to this query?’

She tilted her chin up. ‘No, I don’t want to be your friend. But I was trying to be polite. I thought maybe life would be easier if we at least pretended to like one another.’

He took a step closer to her, watched the thrum of her pulse kick up in her neck. He had to admire that she did not back away. She stood her ground, though she had to tilt her head back to look up at him, since he towered over her.

‘I am quite willing to pretend, Lucilla mou. I find myself utterly intrigued by the cut of that gown and the mystery of what lies beneath. If you wish, we can leave together and pretend to like each other in my bed.’

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USA TODAY bestselling author LYNN RAYE HARRISburst on to the scene when she won a writing contest held by Mills & Boon. The prize was an editor for a year—but only six months later Lynn sold her first novel. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome husband and two crazy cats. Her stories have been called ‘exceptional and emotional,’ ‘intense’ and ‘sizzling.’ You can visit her at www.lynnrayeharris.com.

Heiress’s Defiance

Lynn Raye Harris

www.thechatsfield.com

To Lynn’s Lovelies, the most awesome street team a girl could ask for. Thanks for being such great fans of my books!

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Excerpt ‘We are not friends, Lucilla. You do not care about my childhood, nor I yours. ‘You care about what I am doing to your precious company and I care about returning the Chatsfield name to its former glory. We are not on opposite sides, no matter how you wish to view it. And we don’t need to engage in polite banter in order to pretend we like each other.’ Her eyes had narrowed considerably. And her colour was high. The flush over her breasts was intriguing. He wanted to slip her gown off her shoulder and press his mouth just above her heart. ‘With an attitude like that, no wonder you don’t have any friends. You refuse to let anyone get close enough to be a friend.’ He snorted. ‘And do you really want to be my friend, Lucilla? Or is there something more to this query?’ She tilted her chin up. ‘No, I don’t want to be your friend. But I was trying to be polite. I thought maybe life would be easier if we at least pretended to like one another.’ He took a step closer to her, watched the thrum of her pulse kick up in her neck. He had to admire that she did not back away. She stood her ground, though she had to tilt her head back to look up at him, since he towered over her. ‘I am quite willing to pretend, Lucilla mou. I find myself utterly intrigued by the cut of that gown and the mystery of what lies beneath. If you wish, we can leave together and pretend to like each other in my bed.’

About the Author USA TODAY bestselling author LYNN RAYE HARRIS burst on to the scene when she won a writing contest held by Mills & Boon. The prize was an editor for a year—but only six months later Lynn sold her first novel. A former finalist for the Romance Writers of America’s Golden Heart Award, Lynn lives in Alabama with her handsome husband and two crazy cats. Her stories have been called ‘exceptional and emotional,’ ‘intense’ and ‘sizzling.’ You can visit her at www.lynnrayeharris.com .

Title Page Heiress’s Defiance Lynn Raye Harris www.thechatsfield.com

Family Tree Family Tree Family Tree Dedication Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Epilogue Readers’ Extras Discover The Chatsfield Copyright

Dedication To Lynn’s Lovelies, the most awesome street team a girl could ask for. Thanks for being such great fans of my books!

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Epilogue

Readers’ Extras

Discover The Chatsfield

Copyright

“TAKE CARE OF it now,” Christos Giatrakos said into the phone, his voice hard and clipped and way sexier than Lucilla would have liked. Oh, how she hated Christos! And yet, sitting here in his office, waiting for him to finish whatever dictatorial phone call he was currently making, her belly churned with heat at the mere sound of that voice.