The Tycoon's Temptation

Renee Roszel

Литагент HarperCollins EUR

Its not business, its personal!Mitchell Rath thrives on challenge. Taking over ailing companies has made him a powerful, wealthy man. But one business empire eludes him–and it belongs to Elaine Stuben.This determined tycoon has little time for pleasure–and no time at all for emotional involvement! But when it comes to Elaine's company, Mitchell's hardened heart starts to feel some unwelcome twinges of compassion! And, worse still, in her presence his cool reserve is fast giving way to an all-consuming heat….

“I thought we might dance.”

Her eyes widened. “Dance?”

Mitch fought a surge of frustration at her obvious dismay. Hiding his annoyance, he smiled instead, allowing just a touch of cynicism to show.

He slipped an arm around her waist and lifted his free hand. “You hold this one.”

Elaine swallowed visibly. “I’d rather not.”

“It’s a dance, Elaine,” he grumbled, taking her hand and lacing their fingers together. “Part of the deal was that you and I act like friends.”

Renee Roszel has been writing romance novels since 1983 and simply loves her job. She likes to keep her stories humorous and light, with her heroes gorgeous, sexy and larger than life. She says, “Why not spend your days and nights with the very best?” Luckily for Renee, her husband is gorgeous and sexy, too!

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The Tycoon’s Temptation

Renee Roszel

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CONTENTS

CHAPTER ONE (#u0fc00591-1804-5c15-858e-4054a7901574)

CHAPTER TWO (#u7b2e7770-19ac-5bf8-ac29-c51c9d78cccf)

CHAPTER THREE (#u09de2579-d1a2-5c75-9ace-9ed6eac03fa1)

CHAPTER FOUR (#u34898baa-913d-520f-9a5d-94e7976d942e)

CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SIX (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER NINE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER ELEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWELVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER ONE

A HEARTLESS, faceless robber baron was stealing Elaine’s home, and there was nothing on earth she could do to stop it. Jarred from her angry thoughts by a tap on her shoulder, she flicked off the vacuum sweeper and turned around. “Yes, Aunt Claire?”

The older woman wiped her hands on her jeans and blew a salt-and-pepper curl back up to join the kinky corona that stood out from her head. “Supper time, Lainey. Take a break. You’ve been working like a Trojan since five this morning.” When Elaine started to protest, her aunt held up a halting hand. “We’ve got two more weeks before you have to move out of this big old mausoleum. You don’t need to kill yourself trying to clean it all today.”

She pulled a checkered bandanna from the pocket of her red flannel shirt and rubbed at Elaine’s cheek in her big-sisterly way. “How did you get soot on your face just vacuuming?”

Elaine tried to smile at her aunt’s attempt at humor, but her effort failed miserably. She knew the woman who raised her was trying to lift her spirits with teasing banter. As if readying this historic mansion to be handed over to a ruthless pirate were no more unpalatable than a stroll in the park.

Unfortunately, considering Elaine’s awful situation, the biggest genius in the comedy business, doing his most brilliant shtick, wouldn’t get her to crack a smile these days. She was going bankrupt, losing her business and all her savings, plus every penny her aunt could scrape together. This estate had been in her husband’s family for generations, and she’d lost that, too. Not to mention the tragedy of her husband’s death—and the guilt that nagged her, no matter how irrational. No o