I
can’t wait to be your wife.”
THE END
More
Stories by Delaney Diamond
Hot Latin Men series
The Arrangement
Fight for Love
Private Acts
Second Chances (fall 2012)
Hot Latin Men: Volume I (in print summer 2012)
Hawthorne Family series
The Temptation of a Good Man
A Hard Man to Love
Here Comes Trouble
For Better or Worse (winter 2013)
Bailar series (sweet/clean romance)
Worth Waiting For
Short Story
Subordinate Position
The Ultimate Merger
Free Stories
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About
the Author
Delaney Diamond is
the bestselling author of sweet and sensual romance novels. Originally from the
U.S. Virgin Islands, she now lives in Atlanta, Georgia. She has been an
avid reader for as long as she can remember and in her spare time reads romance
novels, mysteries, thrillers, and a fair amount of non-fiction.
When she's not
busy reading or writing, she's in the kitchen trying out new recipes, dining at
one of her favorite restaurants, or traveling to an interesting
locale. She speaks fluent conversational French and can get by in Spanish.
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Book Excerpt
(unedited
sneak peek from Second Chances , Book 4 of the Hot Latin Men series;
coming fall 2012)
Chapter
One
Liar. Cheat. Those were the
words that came to mind when Renaldo da Silva thought about his wife. His soon
to be ex -wife.
Silently berating himself,
he stared out of the giant windows of the luxurious penthouse apartment they’d
shared since she moved to Sao Paulo with him over a year ago.
He should have known better.
After all, he’d been warned, hadn’t he? She’d told him herself about her
background. She told him how she came from a family of drug addicts and
criminals. She’d explained how she had lied and stolen to make ends meet. He’d
known what kind of woman she was, and he’d chosen to ignore everything she’d
said because he’d been such a besotted fool and assumed she’d done those things
out of necessity.
He’d barely known her when
they married. His impulsive behavior had simply been an act to whisk her away
and make her his. According to her, he’d given her the kind of life she’d only
dreamed of, but it still hadn’t been enough. It was never enough.
He looked down at the three
photos in his hands, though he didn’t really need to. The images of her and
another man were seared into his brain. To think, he wouldn’t have known if he
hadn’t been searching for a document in her home office. He wouldn’t have found
the pictures, and he wouldn’t have known of her deceit.
He’d been a fool to welcome
her into his life. Fortunately, he’d uncovered her true character beneath the
beautiful façade of independence and intelligence before it was too late.
Nonetheless, his stomach burned, and anger simmered inside him.
****
Sabrina stepped
off the private elevator, glad to be home. The five-bedroom apartment took up
the entire top floor of the building Renaldo owned. The recessed lighting
shined down like a spotlight in the spacious entryway, while the rest of the
house remained wrapped in darkness. In her hands she held her high heels so
they wouldn’t make any noise on the black walnut floors because she assumed he
was probably asleep after his long trip.
She crept toward
the staircase, trying not to make too much noise. She knew Renaldo would not be
pleased she’d worked another late night, particularly since she hadn’t been at
home to greet him upon his return from his trip to Chicago. But she’d been
getting so much accomplished, she simply hadn’t been able to tear herself away.
Sabrina smiled to
herself. She would find a way to make it up to him.
She sensed his
presence before she saw him and halted her movements. He emerged like an
apparition