Fonseca's Fury. Эбби Грин

      

      ‘Luca, what are you doing?’

      But the defensive tartness was gone out of Serena's voice.

      He pulled her in closer. The darkness wrapped around them but failed to hide that bright blue gaze or the gold of her hair. The slant of her stunning cheekbones.

      She wasn't pulling away.

      Luca's body was on fire. From somewhere he found his voice and it sounded coarse, rough. ‘What am I doing?’

       This …

      And then he pulled her right into him and his mouth found hers with unerring precision. Her breasts swelled against his chest—in outrage? He didn't know, because he was falling over the very thin edge of his control.

      When he felt her resistance give way after an infinitesimal moment triumph surged through his body. He couldn't think any more because he was swept up in the decadent darkness of a kiss that intoxicated him and reminded him of only one other similar moment … with her … seven years before.

      BILLIONAIRE BROTHERS

       One raised in luxury in Brazil, the other on the streets of Italy …

      Luca Fonseca lives with the shame of his father's unethical dealings and his own mistake of falling for a beautiful face. Now this cold-hearted Brazilian is determined to restore his family's reputation—with or without his twin brother's help.

      Embittered Max Fonseca Roselli has shunned his heritage and his brother, and despite raising himself on the streets of Rome has carved out his own successful life. He, too, wants respectability—but he has a very different plan …

       Two women will bring these brothers together—but is it enough to restore their brotherly bond?

      Fonseca’s Fury

      Abby Green

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      ABBY GREEN spent her teens reading Mills & Boon^® romances. She then spent many years working in the film and TV industry as an assistant director. One day, while standing outside an actor's trailer in the rain, she thought: There has to be more than this. So she sent off a partial manuscript to Mills & Boon. After many rewrites they accepted her first book and an author was born.

      She lives in Dublin, Ireland, and you can find out more here: www.abby-green.com

      This is for Helen Kane—thanks for going to Dubai and letting me rent out your house and possibly the most idyllic office space in Dublin. And I do forgive you for leaving me behind in Kathmandu (on my birthday!) while you went off and romanced your own Mills and Boon hero! x

      Contents

       Cover

       Introduction

       BILLIONAIRE BROTHERS

       Title Page

       About the Author

       Dedication

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       EXTRACT

       Copyright

CHAPTER ONE

      SERENA DEPIERO SAT in the plush ante-room and looked at the name on the opposite wall, spelled out in matt chrome lettering, and reeled.

       Roseca Industries and Philanthropic Foundation.

      Renewed horror spread through her. It had only been on the plane to Rio de Janeiro, when she'd been reading the extra information on the charity given to her by her boss, that she'd become aware that it was part of a much bigger organisation. An organisation run and set up by Luca Fonseca. The name Roseca was apparently an amalgamation of his father and mother's surnames. And Serena wasn't operating on a pay grade level high enough to require her to be aware of this knowledge before now.

      Except here she was, outside the CEO's office, waiting to be called in to see the one man on the planet who had every reason to hate her guts. Why hadn't he sacked her months ago, as soon as she'd started working for him? Surely he must have known? An insidious suspicion took root: perhaps he'd orchestrated this all along, to lull her into a false sense of security before letting her crash spectacularly to the ground.

      That would be breathtakingly cruel, and yet this man owed her nothing but his disdain. She owed him. Serena knew that there was a good chance her career in fundraising was about to be over before it had even taken off. And at that thought she felt a spurt of panic mixed with determination. Surely enough time had passed now? Surely, even if this was some elaborate revenge cooked up by Luca Fonseca as soon as he'd known she was working for him, she could try to convince him how sorry she was?

      But before she could wrap her head around it any further a door opened to her right and a sleek dark-haired woman dressed in a grey suit emerged.

      ‘Senhor Fonseca will see you now, Miss DePiero.’

      Serena's hands clenched tightly around her handbag. She felt like blurting out, But I don't want to see him!

      But she couldn't. As much as she couldn't just flee. The car that had met her at the airport to deliver her here still had her luggage in its boot.

      As she stood up reluctantly a memory assailed her with such force it almost knocked her sideways: Luca Fonseca in a bloodstained shirt, with a black eye and a split lip. Dark stubble shadowing his swollen jaw. He'd been behind the bars of a jail cell, leaning against a wall, brooding and dangerous. But then he'd looked up and narrowed that intensely dark blue gaze on her,