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       “Ryzard Vrbancic?” she managed faintly. Please no.

      His gorgeous mouth twisted with ironic dismay. “As you can see. Who are you?”

      Of course she could see. Now that Tiffany’s brain was beginning to function it was obvious this was the self-appointed President of Bregnovia. How did a name like Ryzard go from being something vaguely lethal to something noble and dynamic simply by encountering the man in person? How had she not sensed or realised…?

      “There’s been a mistake. I’ve made a mistake.”

      And yet her body responded to being in his presence. Even though she wasn’t drunk, and no music seduced her, her feet didn’t want to move and her eyes kept being dragged back to his wide chest, where a sprinkle of hair had abraded her palms. His arms flexed as she watched, forcing memories of being caught protectively against him when the fireworks had started, then carried like a wilted Southern Belle when sex had been the only thing on their minds.

      Warily she eyed him. “I didn’t know who you were last night.”

      “No?” His brow kicked up, dismissing her claim as a lie.

      “No!”

      “You sleep with strangers often?”

      “Apparently you do, so don’t judge me.”

       THE 21^st CENTURY GENTLEMAN’S CLUB

       Where the rich, powerful and passionate come to play!

      For years there have been rumours of a secret society where only the richest, the most powerful and the most decadent can embrace their every desire.

      Nothing is forbidden in this private world of pleasure.

      And when exclusivity is beyond notoriety only those who are invited to join ever know its name…

       Q Virtus

      Now the truth behind the rumours is about to be revealed!

      Find out in:

      THE ULTIMATE PLAYBOY by Maya Blake July 2014

      THE ULTIMATE SEDUCTION by Dani Collins August 2014

      THE ULTIMATE REVENGE by Victoria Parker September 2014

      DANI COLLINS discovered romance novels in high school and immediately wondered how a person trained and qualified for that amazing job. She married her high school sweetheart, which was a start, then spent two decades trying to find her fit in the wide world of romance-writing, always coming back to Mills & Boon^® Modern™ Romance.

      Two children later, and with the first entering high school, she placed in Harlequin’s Instant Seduction contest. It was the beginning of a fabulous journey towards finally getting that dream job.

      When she’s not in her Fortress of Literature, as her family calls her writing office, she works, chauffeurs children to extra-curricular activities, and gardens with more optimism than skill. Dani can be reached through her website at www.danicollins.com

      The Ultimate Seduction

      Dani Collins

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      I’ve been lucky enough to work with a few different editors at Mills & Boon, London. They’re all made of awesome, but I must send a huge shout of appreciation to my current editor, Laurie Johnson. Not only has she made my transition into her care utterly painless, but this is our first book completely midwifed from start to finish by her. No spinal block required! Writer and book are happy and doing well. Thanks, Laurie!

      Contents

       Cover

       Introduction

The 21st Century Gentleman’s Club

       About the Author

       Title Page

       Dedication

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       EPILOGUE

       Extract

       Endpages

       Copyright

       CHAPTER ONE

      TIFFANY DAVIS PRETENDED she wasn’t affected by the hard stare her brother and father gave her when she entered her father’s office. It wasn’t easy to let people she loved pass judgment on whether she’d used sufficient concealer on her scars. Sometimes she wanted to throw the bottle of liquid beige into the trash and scream, There. This is what I look like now. Live with it.

      But her brother had saved her life pulling her from the fiery car. He felt guilty enough for putting her in it. He still grieved for her groom, his best friend, and everything else Tiffany had lost. She didn’t have to rub salt in his wounds.

      Good girl, Tiff. Keep biting back what you really want to say. It’s not like that got you into these skin grafts.

      She came to a halt and sighed, thinking it was probably time for another visit to the head doctor if she

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