The Monte Carlo Shark An International Legacies Romance Camilla Stevens Copyright © 2020 by Camilla Stevens All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. 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. SIGN UP FOR HER NEWSLETTER: http://eepurl.com/cbc3BD AMAZON AUTHOR PAGE: amazon.com/author/camillastevens Want to Join the ARC Team? Sign up Here: http://eepurl.com/cvJzfP Next page for more! www.camillastevens.com 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
