The Monte Carlo Shark
An International Legacies Romance
Camilla Stevens
Copyright © 2020 by Camilla Stevens
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Also by Camilla Stevens
WRIGHT BROTHERS SERIES
Mr. Wright & Mr. Wrong
Mr. & Mrs. Wright
So Wrong
STAND ALONE
One Night
Sweet Seduction
EX-CLUB ROMANCE SERIES
Archer: Ex-Bachelor
TEXAS HEAT ROMANCE SERIES
Home Run
High Stakes
Hard Sell
INTERNATIONAL LEGACIES ROMANCE
The Italian Heir
The French Thief
The Nordic Lightning
Her Icelandic Protector
Her Russian Defender
The Luxembourg Betrayal
About the Author
Camilla Stevens is a New York resident. At night you can find her typing away, often with a glass of wine, getting all the steamy, suspenseful or humorous, Happily Ever After stories out of her head and down on the page.
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Contents
DESCRIPTION
Author’s Note
Prologue
Part I
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Part II
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Chapter 49
Chapter 50
Chapter 51
Chapter 52
Chapter 53
Chapter 54
Chapter 55
Chapter 56
Chapter 57
Chapter 58
Chapter 59
Chapter 60
Chapter 61
Chapter 62
Chapter 63
Epilogue
Afterword
The Spanish Pirate (EXERPT)
DESCRIPTION
I show no mercy.
She just became my prey.
MAGNUS REINHARDT
Powerful. Cunning. Ruthless.
Sinfully rich…and as predatory as a shark.
He holds the key to saving my brother’s life and mine.
And I have forty days to obtain it.
I’m in Monte Carlo to get as close to the man as I can.
But in this world, he’s the one holding all the cards, and now all forty days are his.
As a successful attorney, I thought my skills of negotiation would be all the ammunition I need.
I quickly learn that seduction is my greatest weapon.
But seduction is a dangerous game with a billionaire who has it all—including a lethal reputation.
I thought I could remain strong while playing this game of ours, but now I’m left wondering…
Who’s the predator and who’s the prey?
This is a BWWM Stand Alone Romance in the International Legacies Romance series.
WARNING: Due to adult and slightly dark themes, for 18+ only.
Other Titles in the International Legacies Romance Series:
The Italian Heir
The French Thief
The Nordic Lightning
Her Icelandic Protector
Her Russian Defender
The Luxembourg Betrayal
Author’s Note
This book, as with all of the International Legacies Romance books that will follow, is a romance, not just between the two characters but also between me and the places I’ve personally been and loved. An ode of sorts to countries/cities I’ve visited.
Thus, I’d just like to offer the following caveats and explanations:
Language and Writing Style
Since most of these books take place in countries around the world, in order to have some semblance of authenticity, I had to have some way to include the local language (in this case French) without a) writing it in French and translating for the reader (ugh!) or b) including “he/she/they said in French” after every bit of dialogue.
As such, I’ve distinguished anything that isn’t said in English by putting it in italics. I realize that some readers may find this annoying, and I apologize, but I’d rather have you annoyed than confused, or worse, assuming everyone speaks English with one another.
That said…welcome to Monte Carlo! I hope you enjoy it as much as I personally did and one day have the chance to visit yourself.
Monte Carlo
My descriptions of all locations are taken from personal experience and interviewing (or interrogating) others, as well as individual research. As with most of the International Legacies Romance, bits and pieces of this are biographical, which means there will be things in here that differ from your experiences in these locales. Trust me, it happened! That said, although I’ve done my best to obtain the most up-to-date information, do your research before deciding you’d like to visit. I don’t take artistic liberties with things that can easily be figured out via a simple Google search or asking others—only when it comes to romance. :)
Prologue Luxembourg
TWENTY YEARS AGO
“I know for a fact that my husband was murdered!”
My mother’s words still echo in my brain. They were spoken three days before she, like my father months before her, was also murdered.
Both of them at the hands of people here in attendance at her funeral.
As the widow of a publicly disgraced husband, the crowd of mourners should be sparse.
As the daughter of one of Monte Carlo’s most notorious gamblers, who died a penniless criminal, the number of those wishing to pay their respects should be near nonexistent.
But even the loss of status and wealth has its draw. Especially when tied to such a sordid past as that of the Reinhardts.
Only a handful of attendees are here to mourn. At least half the others have come out of morbid curiosity. The remainder have a score to settle—or at least a score they hope to see laid to rest with my mother.
I’m sitting in the front pew next to my younger sister, her tiny hand gripping mine for dear life. I make sure to keep my eyes firmly on my mother’s casket, which will soon be buried in a plot next to my father’s. I don’t allow my gaze to stray beyond the five-year-old girl sitting next to me.
Wandering eyes would imply curiosity.
Curiosity can be deadly. I don’t need some overused adage about a cat to remind me of that.
At thirteen, I’m old enough to know how dangerous information can be. Or rather, I know how dangerous it can be to let others think you seek it, or worse, already have it.
Just like grandpa taught me during the rounds of poker we played when I was younger, keep your cards well hidden. From there, it’s all a matter of bluffing and carefully watching your opponent.
A boy focused on his mother’s remains during her funeral gives away
