READ A SPECIAL EXCERPT FROM REBECCA WINTERS’ 150TH BOOK

READ A SPECIAL EXCERPT FROM REBECCA WINTERS’ 150TH BOOK

 

RETURN OF HER ITALIAN DUKE
the first book in The Billionaire’s Club trilogy
by
Rebecca Winters

 

 

Pastry chef Gemma Rizzo never expected to see Vincenzo Gagliardi again. And now he’s not just the duke who left her brokenhearted…he’s her new boss!

 

 

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Since he’d returned to Italy, thoughts of Gemma had come back full force. At times he’d been so preoccupied, the guys were probably ready to give up on him. To think that after all this time and searching for her, she was right here. Bracing himself, he took the few steps necessary to reach Takis’s office.

 

With the door ajar he could see a polished-looking woman in a blue-and-white suit with dark honey-blond hair falling to her shoulders. She stood near the desk with her head bowed, so he couldn’t yet see her profile.

 

Vincenzo swallowed hard to realize Gemma was no longer the teenager with short hair he used to spot when she came bounding up the stone steps of the castello from school wearing her uniform. She’d grown into a curvaceous woman.

 

“Gemma.” He said her name, but it came out gravelly.

 

A sharp intake of breath reverberated in the office. She wheeled around. Those unforgettable brilliant green eyes with the darker green rims fastened on him. A stillness seemed to surround her. She grabbed hold of the desk.

 

“Vincenzo—I—I think I must be hallucinating.”

 

“I’m in the same condition.” His gaze fell on the lips he’d kissed that unforgettable night. Their shape hadn’t changed, nor the lovely mold of her facial features.

 

She appeared to have trouble catching her breath. “What’s going on? I don’t understand.”

 

“Please sit down and I’ll tell you.”

 

He could see she was trembling. When she didn’t do his bidding, he said, “I have a better idea. Let’s go for a ride in my car. It’s parked out front. We’ll drive to the lake at the back of the estate, where no one will bother us. Maybe by the time we reach it, your shock will have worn off enough to talk to me.”

 

Hectic color spilled into her cheeks. “Surely you’re joking. After ten years of silence, you suddenly show up here this morning, honestly thinking I would go anywhere with you?”

 

 

 

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RETURN OF HER ITALIAN DUKE by Rebecca Winters
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