Excerpt from Two Truths and a Lie - Book 3 in the collection
All I had to do
was steal a rare, red diamond. How hard could that be?
I followed the
others into the Whittle Bus, took a seat and turned to look out the window. I
didn't want a seat buddy. I didn't want a BFF—someone to giggle and bond with.
I had a job to do. I had to keep my focus.
Especially if I
wanted to live.
I stared blankly
out the window, not seeing the city shift to country. Music blared from the
bus's sound system. The driver turned the radio on an All 80s channel. Trying
to block the music, I reviewed my evening. First, act like a meek female, not
too competent or intelligent who doesn't speak English fluently. Second,
pretend to be an acceptable server and deliver drinks to thirsty, rich people.
Third, steal the red diamond.
Simple enough.
I didn't want the
gem. Hmph, who was I kidding? I'd love to own it. But, a job's a job. I'd been
commissioned to steal and deliver it to a secure box. And that's exactly what I
intended to do. I'd planned this job for several weeks, if not months. Finally,
the right opportunity presented itself and here I was sitting on a bus
listening to You Spin Me Round,
dressed like a French maid. So unbelievably annoying. The skirt barely covered
the bend in my butt. Every time I tugged at the skirt, my boobs started to pop
out of the top. Not that there was a lot of boob to pop out. I seemed to be
missing the greatly endowed gene. I
stifled the fantasy of putting my fingers around the neck of the old pervert
that demanded we wear these ridiculous outfits. And gloves. We all had to wear
white gloves. Who does that?
I'm guessing the
host of the party didn't want us mere peasants touching anything, leaving our
filthy germs which he might pick up and then die of some horrible flesh-eating
disease. Hey, a person can dream.
But on the
bright side, the gloves played right into my hand―so to speak. I didn't have to
figure out how to conceal a pair of latex gloves. I'd wear these white
monstrosities, steal the red diamond and not leave a fingerprint in the whole
house.
The bus slowed,
passed through the open gates then drove around to the back of a large manor
house. I'll admit the house wasn't as big as the one in Downton Abbey, but it
was still impressive. A reddish-brown brick house with several floors, lots of
windows and partially covered in ivy which screamed rich person lives here. The land around it extended for acres in
every direction. I'd already done my research on the place. I knew every inch
of the outside and inside. I had escape routes planned. Although, I had no
intention of needing them. I was confident I was leaving the same way as I'd
arrived—on this bus.
I knew where I
could hide in the house if needed. And I had a back-up plan to my back-up plan.
Several people had been paid hefty fees to watch my back. This gem was as good
as stolen.
Blurb and Buy Links
If you love
hot, billionaire romances, then Daryl Devoré’s collection is a must read. Three
of her hottest billionaire romances bundled into one smouldering collection.
Desires - When secrets conflict with dreams, love
explodes.
After a
mistake by a surgeon’s scalpel shattered Fuchsia Quinn's dance career, she
picked up the pieces of her life and moved forward.
Peyton
Lang, having run from an impoverished neighbourhood, lives the lifestyle of a
successful billionaire.
Frustrated
that his current multi-million-dollar project is stalled, Peyton drops in to
LEATHER-ICIOUS for a quick drink and late night entertainment. What he saw was
a beautiful redhead. What he found was he wanted her.
Two
O’clock with the Billionaire
– Sometimes, a woman has to do what a woman has to do.
Where Derek Davenport is concerned, women
only had one thing in mind: trap him into a marriage.
Unemployed and nearing financial desperation,
Arianne is forced to step out of her comfort zone. With minimal hours and
excellent pay, she accepts the position of courtesan to a handsome billionaire.
Their sexual antics cause emotions neither is
willing to admit. Will Arianne and Derek drive each other crazy…or will they
fall in love first?
Two
Truths and Lie - The legend
of Robin Hood and Maid Marian with a twenty-first-century twist.
As if multiple planes crashes, a car
accident, and a concussion isn’t enough, carefree Byn and straight-laced
billionaire, Mark clash over Byn's need for independence and Mark's
struggle with guilt pushing him in the opposite direction of love. When an art
forger, an art thief and a ninety-year-old woman get involved the chance for true love for Byn and Mark fades.
All is lost
until a children's game is their only hope.
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