A Virgin For The Taking. Trish Morey
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Название: A Virgin For The Taking

Автор: Trish Morey

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Контркультура

Серия: Mills & Boon Modern

isbn: 9781408941478

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      A Virgin for the Taking

      

      Trish Morey

      MILLS & BOON

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      You really can’t travel to a place like Broome, Western Australia, without burning to set a book there. Set between the stunning Kimberley and the turquoise Indian Ocean, the town imparts a real sense of drama, romance and passion. It’s a fascinating town, with a fascinating history, marked by isolation, incredible hardships, colorful characters and the quest for riches—first by the collection of pearl shell for mother-of-pearl, but more recently for the cultivation of the magnificent South Sea pearls themselves, truly the most beautiful pearls in the world.

      This book is dedicated to the town of Broome and to its people, a special breed for a very special place.

      And very special thanks to the moon, for doing its thing that cloud-free night by rising spectacularly over the tidal flats of Roebuck Bay and making that wonderfully special phenomenon, the Stairway to the Moon.

      Simply the most romantic place on earth.

      Simply magic!

      CONTENTS

      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

      COMING NEXT MONTH

      CHAPTER ONE

      ZANE BASTIANI stepped on to the tarmac of Broome International Airport and felt the late wet-season humidity close around him like a vice. He glanced skyward in irritation, to where the source of the melting heat shone so unforgivingly above.

      He’d forgotten about the heat. Other things had slipped his mind, too—like the sharp blue of the sky, the clear salt-tinged air and the sheer quality of the light. Nine years of dreary London weather and grey concrete architecture had disarmed him completely. He felt like a foreigner in his home town.

      Nine years.

      Hard to believe it was so long since he’d left with just his name and the conviction to make it big time on his own. Not that he’d wasted a minute of it. Now, with a terrace house in Chelsea, a chalet in Klosters and the chairmanship of the most aggressive merchant bank in London, he was well on his way.

      And for every one of those nine years he’d been waiting for his father to call and admit that he’d been wrong, but when the call had finally come it hadn’t been from his father at all.

      ‘Not critical,’ the doctor had assured him, ‘but Laurence asked to see you.’

      He’d asked to see Zane.

      It might have taken a heart attack, but after all the bitterness between them, any request had to be worth something.

      So Zane had taken the first flight out of London to anywhere that might offer the fastest connection with this remote north-west Australian location. His platinum credit card had taken care of the details.

      He shrugged the kinks out of his shoulders as he headed for the terminal, steeling himself for meeting his father once again. When Zane had been just a kid growing up, Laurence Bastiani had always seemed larger than life, always the big man with the big voice and the big ideas who’d never succumbed to as much as the common cold. It made sense that it would take something like a heart attack to stop him in his tracks. Even so, it was impossible to picture him now, lying ill in hospital. His father would hate it. He’d probably have checked himself out of there already.

      Inside the arrivals’ terminal, ceiling fans spun languidly overhead, stirring up barely more than a breeze as travel-weary passengers began to crowd around the luggage carousel.

      His one hastily packed leather bag, its red Priority tag swinging, came through first. He reached down, hauling it from the carousel, then headed towards the exit, making for the line of waiting taxis, increasingly aware the fine cotton of his shirt was already heavy with perspiration.

      How long would it take to re-acclimatise to Broome’s tropical temperatures, given he’d been away so many years? Not that it really mattered, he thought dismissively as he curled himself into a taxi and snapped out a brisk command to the driver. He’d be back in London long before there was any chance of that happening.

      CHAPTER TWO

      THE CRASH TEAM had departed, the tubes and needles removed, the equipment turned off. Strange—she’d grown to hate that incessant beeping of the monitor over the last couple of days with its constant reminder of Laurence’s increasingly frail condition. But right now Ruby Clemenger would give anything to have that noise back—anything to break the deathly quiet of the room—anything at all if it meant that Laurence was still really here.

      But Laurence was gone.

      Her eyes felt scratchy and swollen, but there were no tears, not yet, because it was just so hard to accept. And so unfair. Fifty-five was way too young to die, especially when you had the vision and energy of Laurence Bastiani, the now late head of the largest cultured South Sea pearl operation in the world.

      Even now he looked like he was sleeping, his hand still warm in hers. But there was no tell-tale rise and fall of his chest under the sheet, no flicker of eyelashes as if he was merely dreaming, no answering squeeze of his fingers.

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