Her Diamond Deal With The CEO

LOUISE FULLER was a tomboy who hated pink and always wanted to be the prince—not the princess! Now she enjoys creating heroines who aren’t pretty pushovers but are strong, believable women. Before writing for Harlequin, she studied literature and philosophy at university, then worked as a reporter on her local newspaper. She lives in Royal Tunbridge Wells with her impossibly handsome husband, Patrick, and their six children. Books by Louise Fuller The Man She Should Have Married Italian’s Scandalous Marriage Plan Beauty in the Billionaire’s Bed The Italian’s Runaway Cinderella Maid for the Greek’s Ring Their Dubai Marriage Makeover Returning for His Ruthless Revenge Christmas with a Billionaire The Christmas She Married the Playboy Discover more at millsandboon.co.uk. Her Diamond Deal with the CEO Louise Fuller www.millsandboon.co.uk ISBN: 978-0-008-92886-5 HER DIAMOND DEAL WITH THE CEO © 2023 by Louise Fuller Published in Great Britain 2023by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF All rights reserved including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form. This edition is published by arrangement with Harlequin Enterprises ULC. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, locations and incidents are purely fictional and bear no relationship to any real life individuals, living or dead, or to any actual places, business establishments, locations, events or incidents. Any resemblance is entirely coincidental. 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Trademarks marked with ® are registered with the United Kingdom Patent Office and/or the Office for Harmonisation in the Internal Market and in other countries. www.millsandboon.co.uk Note to Readers This ebook contains the following accessibility features which, if supported by your device, can be accessed via your ereader/accessibility settings: Change of font size and line height Change of background and font colours Change of font Change justification Text to speech “You have a lot of unpaid bills,” Jack said softly. “And you have a lot of nerve.” Ondine’s eyes narrowed on his face. After yanking open the drawer, she stuffed the envelopes inside, then slammed it shut. “Putting them in there’s not going to help make them go away.” “Well luckily for you, how I make them go away is none of your business,” she snapped. Jack was leaning against the counter, sunlight and shadow crossing his face. “But it could be,” he said after a moment. She glared at him. “What would you say if I told you that I could make all of those bills just disappear?” “I would say that you probably need to go back to the hospital for a CT scan on your head,” she said stiffly. He smiled then, a quick, devastating smile that made her breath catch. “And on any other day I’d probably agree with you, but today is different. I have a proposition, a proposal really. And if you provide the service, I would be willing to generously recompense you.” “What’s the proposition?” she asked. The room was starting to spin. “I want you to marry me.” Contents Cover About the Author Booklist Title Page Copyright Note to Readers Introduction CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN CHAPTER ELEVEN EPILOGUE Extract About the Publisher CHAPTER ONE STEADYING HERSELF ON the pale golden sand, Ondine breathed in deeply. Dipper’s Beach was too narrow and steep for the tourists who flocked to the Florida coastline so, aside from the occasional crab and the seagulls that stalked the shoreline, it was almost always deserted. But she preferred it like that. It was the first time in nearly three weeks that she wasn’t working so she could have had a lie-in this morning. Only her brain had jerked awake as it always did, one minute before her alarm went off. She could have rolled over and gone back to sleep, but she loved the early mornings when the sun was turning the sky above her beach house shell-pink. It was the one time of day she could call her own. When she wasn’t working. She squinted upwards. At work, there was never time to pause or linger. But here on the beach nobody would be trying to catch her eye or snapping their fingers. There was just the sun, the sky and an endless blue sea. Her gaze narrowed on the shimmering water framed between the grass-edged dunes. As a child, she was average at most things but swimming had been her ‘superpower’. The one thing she’d excelled at in a family of high achievers. Every day she’d trained before school and almost every weekend she’d swum in competitions. Briefly, ludicrously, she’d even imagined herself stepping onto a podium but then she’d got injured and nowadays she swam for pleasure and for her job as a lifeguard at Whitecaps, the exclusive beachside hotel in Palm Beach favoured by the wealthy and beautiful. Not that she got a chance to use her skills very often. Unlike the public pool where she’d worked before, most of the Whitecaps residents preferred to lounge by the pool rather