CONTENTS
The CEO and The Wedding Planner
NEWSLETTER
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Epilogue
Extended Epilogue
Extended Epilogue
NEWSLETTER
A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS
BRATVA BEAR SHIFTERS
LAIRDS & LADIES
RUSSIAN UNDERWORLD
IRISH WOLF SHIFTERS
About the Author
THE CEO AND THE WEDDING PLANNER
AN OLDER MAN YOUNGER WOMAN ROMANCE
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A MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT HE WANTS, 201
FLORA FERRARI
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THE CEO AND THE WEDDING PLANNER
I’m only supposed to be planning his sister’s wedding, but when I run into Mason Mackendale at the company he owns, I feel like my world is going to change forever. He’s a wealthy billionaire with silver-fox hair and a body that could make Adonis jealous and I’m an orphan who doesn’t know a thing about love and is living under a fake name.
What could go wrong? Or maybe I should be asking what could go right?
I don’t dare to think that this iron-haired alpha would want a thing to do with me. He’s a thirty-nine year old billionaire, routinely called one of the ‘Sexiest Men Alive’ in magazines. I’m a twenty-one year old wedding planner just happy that my best friend and mother figure, Gertrude, let me work at Eternal Bond without knowing the truth about my past.
But when he tells me that I’m his and his alone, I find myself swept up in the primal passion. I know it’s dangerous and that eventually my past will catch up with me and blow everything to smithereens, but his possessive jealous lust is just too tempting to ignore.
I’ve told myself countless times that I can’t get too close to people. I’ve done things in the past I’m not proud of. I’ve had to move cities, change my identity, and yet with Mason it’s like I’m finally discovering who I really am.
So what if I’m a virgin? So what if I don’t know the first thing about love?
Maybe it’ll turn out that Mason and I aren’t that different after all.
But that’s only if Mason’s company, Spark, can get through the biggest PR screw-up in its history, all while I try and plan his sister Natalie’s dream wedding. But love and lust find a way, and ours is hell hot, so sultry that every time he lays his possessive dominant hands on me I feel powerless to resist.
But what happens when he finds out who I really am, what I’ve done? What if I ruin his sister’s wedding? What if his company goes bust? What if this all blows up in my face?
Maybe girls like me should just accept that Eternal Bond wasn’t made for us after all.
*The CEO and The Wedding Planner is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with a HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.
NEWSLETTER
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CHAPTER ONE
Mason
“Do we have any idea who did this?” I snap.
I stand at the window of our high rise office building, looking down upon the city, the skyscrapers, and then the streets laid out like ants’ huts.
Everything looks so small up here, and even after over a decade in this business, I still have to remind myself that I earned this, I worked damn hard for it.
I’m thirty-nine years old and one of the richest, most successful men in the world.
Which makes failure all the more bitter.
“Well?”
I turn to find Natalia, my sister, and PR manager, with her hands laid on her lap and a patient expression on her face.
In the old days, coming up, I’d been known to fly into rages when the business flagged. I had – have – a responsibility to my employees and investors. But age brings experience, and now I just let my rage seethe patiently.
Natalie is not as tall as I am, but she is taller than most women, with a sophisticated way of holding her height. She has a bob of jet-black hair and dark-painted fingernails, matching her sleek suit.
“We can’t find the culprit,” Mathewson mutters, my second-in-command.
He winces when I turn my gaze to him. He’s been here since the beginning, too, and remembers how fury-filled I used to be.
I’d had to be like that.
You don’t become the leader of the pack without baring your teeth.
“Keep looking,” I tell him.
He nods, relaxing in his baggy blue suit. He has a thin mustache that he cultivates almost obsessively, and a crown of deep brown hair that is going patchy at the back, but his eyes are smart and incisive, the eyes of a man I can trust.
“I will, Mason. You know I will.”
I sigh and wander over to my desk, sitting down opposite my younger sister as Mathewson leaves us.
“How bad is it?” I ask.
Although I think I already know the answer.
One of our cellphones spontaneously blew up on stage as I was giving a demo at a tech convention. Perhaps blew up is an exaggeration. It was more of a pop followed by a fizzle, with the on-screen projection wavering and then disappearing like a busted VHS tape.
“It’s not good,” she says.
“Is it salvageable? What the fuck are we supposed to say? Hello, folks, we’re the most cutting edge tech company in the world but we don’t even know why one of our phones malfunctioned.”
“It’s only been a few hours, Mase,” Natalie murmurs quietly. “Give the diagnostics team a chance to work.”
“I was on that production team myself, Nat,” I say.
