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Holiday With A Billionaire: Bad Boy Billionaire Brothers, #1.5
Holiday With A Billionaire: Bad Boy Billionaire Brothers, #1.5
Holiday With A Billionaire: Bad Boy Billionaire Brothers, #1.5
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Holiday With A Billionaire: Bad Boy Billionaire Brothers, #1.5

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All work and no play makes for one frustrated billionaire.

Isla King is still settling into her new life with Arturo Calendri, the bad boy billionaire who rocked her world just to prove a point.

And stole her heart in the process.

A few months have passed since they decided to start fresh and have a real relationship, but with Arturo's business dealings, it leaves for little time to spend in each other's arms.

Isla wants Arturo to have a real family get together. the kind he never got to enjoy as a child. She wants all the Calendri brothers under one roof. It's a feat she can only manage with a little help, but Arturo is running late, and if he's going to make it to the part, and give her his surprise, then he might have to do something a little drastic.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherMandy Rosko
Release dateNov 20, 2018
ISBN9781386213840
Holiday With A Billionaire: Bad Boy Billionaire Brothers, #1.5
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Mandy Rosko

USA Today Bestselling and award winning author Mandy Rosko loves writing paranormal romances with werewolves, dragons and people with special powers. She is the author of the Things in the Night Series, Night and Day, and the Dangerous Creatures Series.She does M/F, M/M, a touch of medieval under her other pen name, Rizzo Rosko, and pretty much anything else she's in the mood to write (which makes things confusing for readers since that means she's too much of a flake to stick to any one brand).Favorite authors right now are anyone who writes dangerous and tortured heroes ;)If you want to keep up to date on the sexy guys in my hot new releases, then sign up for my Newsletter and receive a free copy of The Vampire's Curse: http://mandyrosko.com/contact.htmlAnd on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/MandyRoskoRomanceThings in the Night Series:The Vampire's CurseThe Legend of the WerewolfThe Shepard's AgonyThe Dragon and the Wolf (A prequel novella)Night and Day Series:Night and DayThe Calm Before The StormAll Hell Breaking LooseBook Four Coming Soon!Dangerous Creatures:Burns Like FireA Shock To Your SystemAs Cold As Ice Coming December 8th 2015

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    Holiday With A Billionaire - Mandy Rosko

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    It was December the twenty-seventh, definitely not Christmas, but it smelled and sounded like Christmas in the kitchen while Martina opened the oven, using a baster to pour some of the juices the enormous turkey was being cooked in all over the fat breast.

    This will keep it from getting dry, she said.

    Isla nodded, impressed as she watched, even though her face was close enough that she could really feel the heat. She had no idea how Martina was handling it, but the older woman seemed determined before covering the turkey again and closing the oven.

    She stood, smiling up at Isla.

    Isla wasn’t much taller than her, so she was still sometimes left with the impression that she was staring down at her mother.

    A mother who wasn’t constantly fighting with her father and in the middle of divorce proceedings, that is.

    Are you sure you can do that?

    Isla nodded. I can do it.

    At least every half hour, otherwise the meat will dry.

    Isla stared around Martina at the oven. It wasn’t that she was a terrible cook. She knew how to do the basic things, and she was the all time queen of a microwave, but the way Martina seemed to go about everything put all of Isla’s efforts to shame.

    Apparently, the silence was too long for Martina’s liking. The older woman sighed. You, peel more potatoes and put them in that pot. We’ll boil them an hour or so before the turkey is ready.

    The tone to Martina’s voice left absolutely no room for an argument. Isla ducked her head, nodding. Right.

    She was already in her apron, so it wasn’t like it mattered.

    Peeling the potatoes turned out to be a relatively easy process, at least. Isla’s family had been well off her entire life, but everything Arturo owned was worthy of a Gordon Ramsey style kitchen. The knives and utensils were professional. Isla’s wrists didn’t so much as get tired while she peeled the potatoes, and it allowed her to read while she worked. At least this was something she could do for Martina and do well.

    Isla looked at the brand name on the peeler. She was going to have to buy whichever set this peeler had come from. Martina, meanwhile, pulled out glass bowls of varying sizes before measuring her spices, onions, and garlic, putting some of them into bowls so tiny Isla had to wonder what the point of them was outside of holding spices. They were like the tiny bowls used in cooking shows, more there for decoration than anything else. Martina seemed to know what to do with them, however.

    Isla quickly checked her phone when she felt it vibrate. A quick glance at Martina to make sure she wasn’t about to get in trouble was all for nothing when she spotted the other woman, still focused on measuring her spices, but with the corner of her mouth curved up in an entertained smile.

    Isla ignored the heat in her face, which was almost comparable to what she’d felt when her face had been so close to that industrial oven.

    It was a text from Arturo. Okay, now the heat was a little worse.

    Miss you <3

    The heart emoticon made her insides melt. It was just a stupid text, but Isla couldn’t help herself.

    Ever since they’d gotten back together, and started dating again, for real, Arturo had been a little more open about everything. That included sending her sweet nothing texts like they were in high school.

    He hadn’t done that at first, however. He’d needed some gentle coaxing from Isla, which she was able to get away with whenever she texted him first. Then she sexted him a couple of times, and he was more than on board with it. No contracts required, except he did make sure to show her how to prevent her phone from backing up pictures to the cloud before she sent him any nudes.

    God, had she ever been happy he’d done that.

    Isla texted back a quick message, that giddy feeling she got whenever she was messaging him during work rising up in her stomach.

    Miss U 2. Cooking right now. Come home soon.

    Can’t wait to eat you ;)

    There was no way in hell that was a texting error or that he was talking about the food, and that caused heat to pool between Isla’s legs.

    Right, leave it to him to get her all hot and bothered when she was literally heating up in his kitchen and trying to concentrate with knives all around.

    He could be so sweet sometimes.

    Fool. Don’t distract me!

    Kisses

    She was going to make him pay for this later tonight.

    Isla resolved to ignore her phone for now, even when it buzzed again. Arturo was probably trying to tell her where he was specifically sending those kisses, and she needed to concentrate.

    She was just getting to the chopping part when Martina finally spoke up. Why don’t you leave the rest of this to me?

    Isla tensed. What? No, I should be helping you!

    Martina smiled, cleaning up the cloves of fresh garlic and lemons. It would not be my first time cooking a meal by myself.

    Except this time Isla had made sure the rest of the staff would have the day off, and it would be the first time that Orlando, Silvio, and hopefully Sebastian would be here to eat as well.

    This is different. I should be helping you.

    You are. Martina took the leftover spices and put them on their shelves. Everything else went to the double door stainless steel refrigerator. This is very helpful, but you are the woman of the day here.

    Isla shook her head. No, I’m not.

    Martina turned back to face her. She still had on that mothering smile on her face. There was something so light and pure in her expression that Isla didn’t have the words for it.

    But you are. For the first time in years, all the boys have a chance at eating a meal together under the same roof, and they won’t have the weight of their father hovering over them. I think this will be their first proper Christmas meal together. I can already imagine them enjoying it. That is because of you. You did this for them.

    Isla laughed nervously. Well, next year I’ll hopefully be able to get this to happen on Christmas day.

    Three out of four brothers worked

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