Secret Agenda (Hideaway (Kimani))
Rochelle Alers
Language: English
Pages: 304
ISBN: 0373831358
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
On paper, Vivienne Neal had a lifestyle most people would envy. Only she knows what a sham her marriage really was. So when her politician husband is killed in a hit-and-run accident, she moves to Florida and takes a job as a personal assistant to Diego Cole-Thomas, a powerful CEO with an intimidating reputation.
Vivienne's intelligence and social grace prove invaluable to Diego, and on a business trip to South Carolina's lush Low Country, their business relationship takes a sensual detour. But when threatening letters arrive at Diego's office, he realizes that Vivienne's husband's death was no accident—and that she will meet a similar fate unless they can uncover the scandalous truth together….
asking him to move back. There was something so natural about them standing together that it took several minutes for her to realize what she was sharing with him at that moment was what she’d wanted with her late husband. The only time Sean had entered their kitchen was to open the refrigerator to get a bottle of mineral water or a cold beer. “That’s only because I took a few cooking courses in France and Italy.” “Which do you like better—French or Italian cuisine?” She lifted a shoulder.
but Diego suggested she make reservations at her favorite restaurant because she had to learn to relax. Her comeback was, when her older brother learned to relax, then she would follow suit. The running Cole family joke was that the offspring of Timothy and Nichola Cole-Thomas were nuptial-phobic. What they didn’t understand was that he wasn’t marriage-shy, but he’d created a wish list timeline—divided by decades. Marriage was included on the timeline at the beginning of the fourth decade. By
too quickly. “Why do you ask?” “You won’t look at me.” “That’s because I’m embarrassed, Diego.” She met his gaze before it shifted to the massive columns holding up the upper floor. “I’ve never done anything like that before.” “There’s always the first time.” “And it will be the last.” “I doubt that.” This time she did look directly at Diego. “Why would you say that?” “I enjoyed kissing you, and when I enjoy something I usually do it again and again.” “How can you be certain I’ll oblige?”
definitely wouldn’t have to rough it. “Welcome aboard, Ms. Neal. I’m Carrie-Ann, and I’m here to make certain you have a pleasant flight. As soon as we’re airborne you’ll be served a light lunch.” She returned the petite brunette’s friendly smile. “Thank you, Carrie-Ann.” The flight attendant nodded to Diego. “Welcome aboard, Diego. We’ve been cleared for takeoff.” Diego ducked his head as he stepped into the large, modern cabin. The seats in the Gulfstream Aerospace Corporation G550 were
your depression.” Vivienne wanted to tell Alicia that she wasn’t depressed, but angry. She’d allowed herself to become her mother—a trophy wife. She only visited D.C. when Sean was invited to state dinners or White House gatherings and when he needed her on his arm. In essence she’d become arm candy. She’d always been amused by the curious stares directed at her whenever Congressman Gregory introduced her as his wife. After a while she wondered if the men knew something she didn’t. Did Sean have