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    His Mrs. Right
    His Mrs. Right
    His Mrs. Right
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    His Mrs. Right

    By Sam Crescent

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    From the moment Brice meets Danielle, he knows he has to have her. She makes his dick hard, and above all else, she makes him feel. No other woman has ever consumed him like this.

    Danielle is attracted to Brice, but the first time they meet, he’s with another woman. She has no interest in dating a womanizer.

    Determined to win her over, Brice gives himself to her to use for her creations in the kitchen. He’ll get to try her new recipes and win his way into her heart. But he’s come to realize he not only wants to fuck her, he wants to take her as his, to put his ring on her finger and a baby inside her.

    With the press posting their own stories about them, Danielle can’t handle the pressure of her parents. When Brice gives her a suggestion for them to pretend to be together, she decides to play along.

    But is it only pretend? When she’s with Brice, he makes her feel. He makes her want things she didn’t think she ever would. Between Danielle’s fears and their interfering parents, can the pair get a happy ending?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEvernight Publishing
    Release dateDec 28, 2018
    ISBN9781773398648
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      His Mrs. Right - Sam Crescent

      Published by EVERNIGHT PUBLISHING ® at Smashwords

      www.evernightpublishing.com

      Copyright© 2018 Sam Crescent

      ISBN: 978-1-77339-864-8

      Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

      Editor: Karyn White

      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

      WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

      This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      HIS MRS. RIGHT

      Sam Crescent

      Copyright © 2018

      Chapter One

      News just in, eligible millionaire bachelor and celebrity chef leave together. Is a new romance on the horizon, or is she just another notch on his ever-increasing bedpost?

      Brice Ivory took a large swallow of the expensive champagne while watching as the rich and famous mingled around the overly large hall. He hated these events. As far as he was concerned, most of them were filled with pretentious pricks who didn’t give a fuck about anyone or anything. They were all here to donate large chunks of money to help the homeless.

      He didn’t get it.

      Well, he did, but why spend a fucking fortune on a location, dining, wine, and everything that went into one of those popular events when all of that money could go into actually helping the homeless or whatever charity they decided to do? He didn’t get that part.

      Glancing around the room, he saw his date, the latest model for fashion magazines, doing the rounds. She had men eating out of the palm of her hand. He noticed Sandy didn’t stop by any women though. This made him smile as his current date had a reputation for being a first-class bitch. He didn’t care what she was like with other women on set. What he cared about was how well she sucked cock.

      So far, so good.

      He didn’t have any complaints, but then neither should she considering the small fortune he’d already paid for her.

      I didn’t expect to see you here.

      Brice turned to see Howard Linde, one of his many business associates.

      Why not?

      Because this is doing something good for the world and everyone who knows you, knows you hate doing anything that doesn’t benefit you.

      I believe in many things.

      Yeah, and with the way Sandy keeps looking your way, I imagine she’s here for you as well.

      Brice snorted. Don’t for a second think she’s here for any other reason than to earn a few more jobs. You know what the modeling world is like. They age too fast, and unless she makes a name for herself, she’ll be old news within a few years.

      A sad life.

      Just then, a loud chorus of laughter filled the air.

      Taking another drink of his champagne, he looked in that direction but didn’t see anything of any importance to him.

      Sandy moved to his side, linking her arm through his.

      Hey, handsome, she said, kissing his cheek.

      Another wave of laughter filled the air, and he watched as a blonde woman broke away from the crowd. A man grabbed her arm, telling her to come forward.

      Sandy scoffed. I can’t even believe they care about her.

      What’s the matter, Sandy? Can’t handle the competition? Howard asked.

      Please, as if that fat piece of trash is any competition. She’s a fucking cook. She shouldn’t even be here.

      Not only is she an amazing cook, Sandy, she’s also the head of a multi-million-dollar business, and is by far more suited to be here than a mere model.

      Brice saw Sandy’s cheeks go red, and she looked like she was about to have a heart attack.

      Okay, I clearly don’t have a clue what is going on. Who is the blonde?

      "You don’t recognize Danielle Knox? She is the star of the Goddess in the Kitchen cooking show, not to mention the founder of her company by the same name. She comes from Knox Industries, a computing firm."

      Howard sounded impressed, and Brice took another long look at the woman. He couldn’t recall ever hearing about her before, but then, just because they were in the same social circles, their businesses were uniquely different. He had nothing to do with food; however, he was aware of Knox Industries.

      Please, she’s not that great. She has her haters.

      We all have our haters. Howard chuckled.

      How do you know so much about her? She a mistress? Brice asked.

      Howard glared at him.

      He knew for a fact that his best friend was a happily married man. Instead of going through with the engagement his parents had arranged, Howard fell in love with his housekeeper and married her, much to the scandal that erupted. Howard’s wife rarely came to public events, and when she did, she often stayed by his side.

      My wife adores her. They’re actually really good friends. Howard looked over to Danielle and waved her over.

      Brice watched as she made her excuses, and suddenly the blonde beauty walked toward them. She was incredibly stunning to look at. He felt his cock awaken, and his body wanted her. Just by seeing her smile, he wanted her. It did things to him, things he didn’t understand.

      Howard, I had no idea you were here. I’d have stopped by to pick you up. Where’s Haley? I haven’t seen her. Danielle hugged Howard before stepping away.

      The smile she wore stole Brice’s breath.

      It was so natural.

      Beautiful.

      He couldn’t stop looking.

      He was aware of Sandy by his side, her glare firmly in place.

      She decided to bow out of this event.

      Oh, no, that sucks. I love chatting with her. She certainly knows how to keep me talking. Danielle’s gaze went to Sandy. Her smile never slipped once. Good evening to you both.

      My manners. I’m being rude. Dani, I’d like you to meet Sandy. She’s a model, and there is Brice Ivory.

      It’s a pleasure to meet you. Danielle shook both of their hands. I saw your latest perfume commercial. You look stunning.

      Thank you, Sandy said.

      Brice didn’t like how awkward his date was being. Danielle didn’t seem to mind.

      Shaking her hand, he felt something travel up his arm. He didn’t want to let her go, but the moment she gave her hand a little tug, he didn’t have much choice.

      He watched as she made her excuses and was once again walking away. The red dress she wore molded to the curves of her body.

      She thinks she’s so special, Sandy said. She grabbed his arm.

      She doesn’t think she’s special at all, Brice said, watching her.

      Sandy growled, pulling away from him. He didn’t mind as she walked away to go and join another group of gentlemen. Brice was in no doubt that his relationship with Sandy would be coming to an end very soon.

      I see that look in your eye, Howard said, chuckling.

      Just out of curiosity, does little miss cook have a boyfriend?

      Nope.

      Single?

      Yep.

      Good.

      Howard laughed. I’d be careful there. She may not have a boyfriend, but she’s not known for dating. She’s a workaholic, Brice. Something you should both be very much aware of. Howard slapped him on the back. I’m going to go and donate a good chunk of my money this month. Have fun staring. You don’t look crazy at all.

      Brice stood alone, drinking champagne. They’d already done the necessary speeches as to why this was important. All he had to do was donate and that would see his part completed and he could leave.

      Sandy’s laughter grated on his nerves. They were not an exclusive item. She liked to make it abundantly clear to him that she was not just for him. There were more sharks in the sea, and she intended to taste them all.

      Well, she could start now.

      Finishing off his drink, he put the empty glass on the tray of a passing waiter and made his way toward the donations box. He arrived as Danielle did.

      She offered him a beaming smile, and he noticed she had her checkbook ready. It was an amazing turnout this year.

      You were here last year?

      Yes. My parents love for me to be the face of their donations as well. They donate before the event, and I show up and donate myself. She offered him a smile.

      We’ve never met before.

      I know, but we have now. It’s a pleasure. She leaned forward, and the dress she wore wasn’t modest at all. He wondered if she even realized that the curves of her tits were on full display for him to see?

      His cock began to get hard as he watched her. He’d never had this instant reaction to a woman before.

      She finished her check, tore it out, and placed it in the donations box. With another smile, she turned on her heel and left. She didn’t join the party, however. She headed outside.

      Quickly writing out a check and not thinking of an amount, he followed her. She stood waiting for her car, but his was already there as he’d called the valet ahead of time to be ready.

      Are you waiting for your car? he asked.

      Oh, no, I’m waiting for a cab. I don’t drive.

      Would you like a ride? he asked.

      That’s fine. Honestly, I don’t mind waiting.

      I am more than happy to drive you wherever you need to go. It’s cold out, and I’d hate for you to catch a cold.

      She tilted her head to the side. Where’s your date?

      I didn’t say she was my date.

      "She was hanging off your arm. How can she not

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