Sunday, July 7, 2019

Betraying The Billionaire

With: Victoria Davies

Are some secrets meant to be kept?

Secrets are heavy creatures. We all keep them from time to time, of course. They form the glue to our social relationships, careers, and partnerships. But some secrets are heavier than others. When we’re bearing those burdens, how are our other interpersonal relationships impacted?

That’s exactly the question explored in Betraying the Billionaire. Holly, the younger overlooked twin, is thrust into the spotlight when her elder sister runs away from an arranged marriage. Told to distract her sister’s fiancĂ©, Holly expects to toe the line as she’s always done and save face for the family. But her loyalties are torn when Julian, the CEO buying a blue blood bride, turns out to be someone far more complex than she ever gave him credit for. But dreaming of a man who doesn’t even know her real name can’t end well. Especially when there’s more afoot than she realizes.


“I’ll show you the rooftop. There’s nice little seating area up there.”
Squinting, she tried to keep an eye out for anyone who might be watching them as she ushered Julian into the elevator and punched the button for the long ride up to the top floor.
He leaned back against the far wall, crossing his arms in a clear effort to look relaxed, and it nearly made her smile.
Julian wasn’t a man who could ever tone down his intensity. Even now, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, making her acutely aware of who was before her.
One step closer and she’d been within touching distance.
Bad girl. Ignore those thoughts.
But his dark suit jacket hung unbuttoned. It would be so easy to slide up beside him and slip her hand beneath the cloth. He’d look down at her, and she’d rise to her tiptoes, taking the kiss she’d had to deny before…
“Not that I mind, but what are you thinking about?”
She jerked at the words, spinning around to face the door. “Sorry.”
He moved then. Pushing from the wall, he stalked forward on silent feet.
“I don’t need an apology when a beautiful woman looks at me the way you just did.”
She cleared her throat. “What way is that?”
“Like I’m a present she can’t wait to open,” he whispered in her ear, sending a shiver down her spine.
“I shouldn’t…”
The words died when he ran his hand lightly down her arm.
“We can move at whatever speed you want,” he told her. “But for the record, you absolutely should look at me the way you just did. As often as possible.”
But you’re not mine.
Then whose is he? an insidious voice asked. Lillian had made it clear she wanted nothing to do with this man. She was out there finding another way to avoid the layoffs. All Holly had to do was fill time until she returned.
And if there’s never going to be a wedding, couldn’t I have just a little taste?
Once Lillian was back and they confessed the truth, Holly wasn’t naive enough to think Julian would jump at the chance to date the younger Abbott. All she could ever have were a few stolen moments with a man she shouldn’t find fascinating.
What a tempting idea. She closed her eyes to try and regain her balance, but the second her sight was gone, she realized her mistake.
He surrounded her, delighting every sense. The feel of those careful carcasses on her arm. The sandalwood scent of his skin. The warmth that seemed to envelop her. Never in her life had she been this attuned to another person.
Lips brushed against the vulnerable nape of her neck, startling a gasp from her. Clearly, she would have to wear her hair down from now on around this man.
“Julian…” she breathed, turning. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”
He stepped forward into her space, his hands splayed against the door on either side of her. “Why not?” he asked. “Because this time you can’t run away?”
“You’ve met me twice. You don’t know what I’d do.”
A smile curved his lips, a real one, not like the ones he’d offered her at their first meeting. “You’re right. I shouldn’t know anything about you.” He lifted a hand to her face, dragging his thumb along her cheek. “But I know you have a kind heart. You don’t like new fiancĂ©s wasting your time. And”—he paused, his gaze dropping to her lips— “I know it’s easier for you to fight than drop your guard. Am I wrong?”
She swallowed. “That’s not fair. You’re a business guru. Reading your opponents is second nature.”
He shifted closer. “Yes, it is. Except you missed one thing.”
His gaze drifted lazily over her. “You’re not my opponent. You’re my wife.”
The words shook her.
“Might,” she qualified. “I might be your wife.”
Those dark eyes returned to hers. “Do I seem like a man who doesn’t get what he wants?”
She looked away. “And you want my company.”
“That wasn’t what I was referring to.”


Julian Worth isn’t a man with time to spare. Ruling his billion dollar empire with an iron fist, work is the true love of his life. Which is why when it comes to marriage, a strategic alliance matters more than love. Julian is more than ready to sign on for a little superficial dating and a marriage of convenience if it allows him to take his company to the next level. What he wasn’t ready for was the woman who shows up as his prospective bride.

Holly Abbott has spent her whole life coming in second. Being born four minutes behind her twin sister has defined her life. But when her headstrong sister refuses to go along with their father’s plan to marry her off into a cold business arrangement, Holly has to step up. Knowing the infamous Julian Worth will only entertain marrying the Abbott heir, Holly sets her identity aside to transform into her sister. It’s an easy enough plan. A few dates with a man who isn’t hers won’t hurt anyone. 

Except Julian is nothing like the ruthless tycoon she expected. Soon she’s left to wonder, what will happen when her sister comes back and worse, how will she ever be able to give up a man who doesn’t even know her real name?

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Author Bio

Victoria Davies’s passion for writing started young. Luckily she had a family who encouraged believing in magic and embracing imagination. From stories quickly scribbled in diaries, her love of storytelling developed. Since then her characters may have evolved and her plots may have grown decidedly more steamy but she never lost her love of the written word. Writing is not only a way to silence the wonderful voices in her head, but it also allows her to share her passions with her readers.

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