I despise the man whose kitchen I'm standing in.

Seriously, I loathe that b*stard with every fiber of my being. 

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If I didn't need this catering job so badly, I would high tail it out of his million-dollar bachelor pad – and I'd take his shiny silverware with me.

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Lucas DiMarco sure as hell owes me.

He is a sorry ass excuse for a man.

He is also my husband.

Regrettably.

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Okay, okay, so I know what you're thinking, but I was young, dammit. A teenager, green and gullible to his American charm. It was the mother of all holiday romances, and trust me when I tell you that boy was all slick abs and even slicker words. 

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Years have passed since I last laid eyes on him, and he's definitely a man now.

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He was supposed to stay on his own continent, dammit. He wasn't supposed to come back to Ireland.

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I can only hope he doesn't recognize me because I have something of his that I desperately need to keep hidden.

Something much more valuable than the damn spork I've pocketed in my apron.

I have his son.

 

 

DiMarco's Secret Love Child: Part One is the first installment of the DiMarco Dynasty series. Due to its explicit content, bad language, and graphic sexual content, DiMarco's Secret Love Child: Part One is recommended for mature readers of seventeen years and above.

 

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