Belle - Business or Pleasure?: Hes Too Hard To Resist!

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Business or Pleasure?

Have you ever had your heart broken?

Seriously, take a few seconds and REALLY think about itand if the answer is a resounding YES, (and its hard to believe youd say NO, because everybody has had at least ONE heartbreak) try to bring those feelings back while reading Evies story.

Trust me, its the only way you will TRULY appreciate and understand Evelyns lifebut ESPECIALLY her relationship with Jared.

You see

Jared Hawthorne is the type of guy who has an aversion to love and everything that comes with it. His TWO main goals in life include adding to his billions - and having as much fun with as many women as he possibly can. Hell never be trapped and hell never commit.

He was doing just fine with his jaded views and his playboy ways until he met his match. A woman who tempts him and then eludes him to the point of madness. A woman who serves him with a dose of his own medicine.

Yes, Evie Davis!

She wants nothing to do with relationships. One heartbreak is more than enough to last her a lifetime. (Can you relate?) So back to the question: Have you ever had your heart broken?

And if the answer is yesdo you remember that feeling of hey, lets try this one more time, because you say to yourself, screw it, this guy is cute!!!

Of course you do! Now maybe youll understand Evie when she throws caution to the wind and reverses a pickup from a gorgeous stranger at a bar.

Yeah, he hits her with a line and she just cuts to the chase! She doesnt do flings, yet she finds herself in bed with the charismatic stranger for one night. And THATS when the story begins

They really werent supposed to see each other again but fate is a one hell of a twisted joker. Soon Jared and Evies worlds are thrown into chaos when they discover theyll be working together. But is it possible to remain professional with their heated encounter always at the forefront of their memories?

Its hard to go back once youve seen each other nakedand have done what they did with each other. They have to try to keep it professional!

But trying might not be enough - will they succumb to the undeniable chemistry and mounting desire threatening to consume them both? After all, blurring the line between business and pleasure could be disastrous!

Find out what happens in this latest steam filled novel from Raquel Belle!

Business or Pleasure?

Raquel Belle

Copyright 2019 by Raquel Belle. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations or excerpts for review purposes.

This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locations is purely coincidental.

Belle, Raquel. Business or pleasure?

Acknowledgements

Thanks to everyone who makes it so easy to do the thing that I love to do the most. My wonderful family, friends, editors and my amazing partners at Naughty Bird Publishing.

Prologue

Hed never met anyone like her. She stood at the bar exuding confidence like a regal queen. Only her profile was visibleenough to show her beauty. She turned, her gaze jumping over him to glance at the entrance. A slight frown marred her face, and she glanced at her watch and exhaled. He watched her for a few more seconds, as she turned around to speak to the bartender. No one joined her, so he did. Even if she was with someone, he had to get a closer look at her.

With a quick inspection, he took in her bare shoulders, and his eyes moved directly to her left hand. No ring. That didnt have to mean she wasnt taken, but he didnt particularly care if she was. He stopped beside her, noting how her sun-kissed skin glowed even under the dim lighting of the room. Sensing his presence, she turned to look at him. Slanted, sapphire eyes peered at him with interestwith a hint of hope and underlying sadness.

Please, tell me Im the one youve been waiting for ... His pickup line was mediocre at best, but hed had a rough day and he was just looking to blow off steam. A body to warm his bed was all he needed, and the woman beside him was exquisitea pretty face and a killer body, if the back view was anything to go by. Allowing his eyes to subtly graze her chest, indented waist, and provocatively flared hips, he gave a mental nod of satisfaction. Killer body, indeed. She had curves he could get lost in for the night.

Her eyes narrowed. Yeah, and youre almost an hour late. I was just about to finish my drink and leave.

Taken aback, he watched emotions flicker across her face. Anger, annoyance, and there was that sadness again. Excuse me? he asked. He wasnt expecting that response to his cheesy pickup line.

She paused, swirled her glass in her hand, and glanced over her shoulder toward the door then back at him. Arent you David Blake?

No. But he was willing to be anyone she wanted, if she let him into her panties for the night.

Her lovely eyes widened, and her lips parted on a gasp. Pink stained her cheeks. Oh my God. This is embarrassing. Im so sorry. I thought you were ... my blind date. She huffed and hissed under her breath, Last time I let her hook me up on one of these ...

His lips curled with amusement. It was hard to imagine that a woman exuding such confidence needed to be set up on a blind date. It was his lucky night. Youve been waiting an hour, huh? Looks like youve been stood up.

Looks like it, she said.

He couldnt get enough of her velvety, throaty voice. He decided then that he needed to hear her moaning in his ear. How about I turn your night around? Ill be your date.

Her indifference, as she gave him a fleeting glance, made her all the more intriguing. Im good. Like I said, I was on my way out. David Blakes loss, huh? She threw back the rest of her drink and grabbed her purse.

Davids loss, indeed, and he intended for it to be his gain. Her rejection both shocked and turned him on. No one said no to him, especially women. Ouch, who are you, killer of the male ego?

Her intelligent eyes shone with humor. Something tells me your ego will survive.

He should let her go. It wouldnt be that much of a challenge finding another, but for some reason, his interest piqued. If he bedded her, his interest would vanish as it always did. One drink to let me convince you that you should stay with me. She could stay with him for a few more drinks or the entire night in his bed. She could take it any way she wanted because he was positive he could charm her panties right off.

She huffed, flipped her curtain of silky, umber hair, and stared off into space. He expected another rejection, but she completely bowled him over.

Tell you what, Im staying upstairs. Lets skip the drinks. You follow me to my room, and let's have one hell of a one-night stand. You dont even have to tell me your name. I hope to hell youre not a serial killer, though.

He was rarely rendered speechless. His lips parted but no words emerged.

She winced. Too bold? Or are you a serial killer?

After he recovered, he chuckled. Are you kidding? Im game. One-night stands are my specialty, sweetheart. And I assure you Im no serial killer, but I will have you screaming all night.

Her eyes lit up with amusement and desire.

He held out a hand, but she hesitated momentarily before accepting. He didnt know her story and, at that moment, he didnt care. No names, no strings, just one hell of a one-night stand. Just the way he preferred.

Chapter One

Evie

The worst thing Evie could have done was tell her best friend about her crazy weekend. Now, she refused to drop the subject until she got all the dirty deets. She held her phone to her ear, as she slid out of her car and grabbed her handbag. She let out a frustrated sigh, closed the door, and leaned against her sleek, white vehicle.