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Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61248 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)

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The enemy who seduced me tore my heart apart and then chased me down to do it again now wants to bargain with me.

Ethan Dalton is filthy rich, arrogant, and the man who crushed my father's hopes of saving his business. He's also gorgeous, a master of seduction, and charming. He wants something from me, and the bargain he offers is life changing, but there's one catch, at least from my perspective. I'm falling for him, and falling hard, but he doesn't have to know. He's not that forever guy. And if I remember that, the bargain means pleasure and adventure, and when it's over, the doors he's opening for me means a brighter future for my family.

I can do this. And I can walk away.

What could go wrong?

Book two in the Dalton Family Trilogy

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Dear Readers

We first met Sofia Cameron as she was discussing her aspirations for her Zoey fashion brand with her father who owns Cameron Brewery. Sofia’s Zoey brand, named after her late mother, has caught the attention of Moore’s Department Store, and they’ve invited her to pitch a new luxury line to them. After her father praises her, the conversation turns to his recent investment presentation with Ethan Dalton from Dalton Liquors, which did not go well. After a tirade about what a prick Ethan is, father and daughter depart with plans for their respective, burgeoning companies.

Sofia’s meeting with Moore’s doesn’t go the way she anticipates, instead of leaving with a deal or even an offer, the team invites Sofia to Hawaii to a fashion show that will pave the way for Sofia to come up with a full plan and angle for Moore’s next season. During this luxurious trip, Sofia runs into the one and only Ethan Dalton, only he thinks her name is Zoey because her friend was hyping up her brand to him, but never shared her name, just the brand’s. The two share a wickedly hot connection across a bar, and then later, have a meal. Him still thinking she’s Zoey, and her weighing her options, but still taken aback by how much she enjoys his company. But the complications are many, including the fact that he’s on the board of Moore’s, and while he helps her craft her next pitch to them, he adds a level of complication she can’t forget. One thing leads to another, and after a night of hot passion, Sofia parts ways without a backward glance. One night. That’s all they could ever be with how much her father hates him, his connection to her hopeful business ventures, and how different they are.

Imagine Sofia’s shock and terror when Moore’s is interested in her luxury line pitch, but they want to change their offer for next season to a permanent line. The proposition would require a heftier investment and the board’s approval. The board that Ethan Dalton sits on. Her one night stand who doesn’t even know her real name now holds her professional fate in his hands. And when he finds her again sitting in the hotel bar, he is none too happy.

While he may not care for being left high and dry, and with a wrong name, even Ethan cannot deny the connection to this woman is still there, and he’s not ready to make their last night together the end. He wants more. If only he can convince Sofia they could work. That convincing comes in the form of seduction and showing her his life. Unfortunately, while he’s a master in the bedroom, in more ways than one, he’s not as in control when it comes to his family. As shown when his ex-fiancée ambushes him with her now husband, who just so happens to be Ethan’s half-brother. His brother, the maker of poor decisions, and bad business deals. And who resents Ethan’s very existence. Both Grant, said brother, and Anna, said ex-fiancée, show the true colors of Ethan’s drama-laden family, and at first that doesn’t bother Sofia. Especially when she knows the tension between her father and Ethan over their non-venture is going to be a hurdle she’ll have to face soon if she and Ethan do decide to make a go of this.

Sofia is swept up in the romance and even the mentorship in Paris Ethan has secured for her as part of her contract with Moore’s. She just needs to sign on the dotted line, and the whirlwind will continue in France. But before Sofia can make that jump for both herself and her business, she finds Ethan and Anna in a heated exchange that looks more like passion between lovers than a family disagreement. And she once again runs…

I will leave you with the last chapter of My Enemy, My Obsession to help you get back into the story and we will start right where that left off…

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My Enemy My Obsession (Dalton Family #1) Read Online Lisa Renee Jones http://www.ilovenovels.com/my-enemy-my-obsession-dalton-family-1-read-online-lisa-renee-jones Wed, 30 Oct 2024 13:05:47 +0000 http://www.booksnovels.com/my-enemy-my-obsession-dalton-family-1-read-online-lisa-renee-jones Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Dark Authors: Lisa Renee Jones Series: Dalton Family Series by Lisa Renee Jones
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Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 57779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)

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I have plenty of reasons to dislike the hard-edged, ridiculously good-looking, arrogant Ethan Dalton, who did my father wrong, and I’d do anything for the chance to tell the billionaire that and more to his face. So when I’m selected to attend Moore's Department Stores annual conference in Hawaii, with an invitation to submit my designs for their new fall line, the last person I expect to come toe-to-toe with is Ethan himself. I had no idea he was on the board, and despite the fact that he won’t know who I am, I’m in avoidance mode, and failing. I end up sitting several feet away from him, spellbound by how ridiculously hot he is, for an arrogant jerk, when he feels my stare, and I end up locked in his. I’m officially busted, the amusement in his eyes, is somehow charming, rather than infuriating, but when I have the chance to meet him, I run for the hills.

But not for long.

The next thing I know, he’s standing in front of me, in another chance encounter that becomes oh so intimate, and when he thinks my name is well, not my name, I don't correct him. Because once he knows who I am, we’re at war. And what happens that night is anything but war. It’s the most intense, incredible night of my life, but come morning, I do the only thing I can do. I sneak out before he figures out who I am. Besides, I’m saving myself an awkward goodbye.

Only running from the gorgeous, intense billionaire never seems to work, and I fail miserably again.

It’s not long before our paths and my future collide, and my little bedtime lie is not so little anymore and threatens all that I love. And the only way to save myself, is to get down on my hands and knees and beg a man my father once called the devil himself.

Book one in the Dalton Family Trilogy

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Chapter One

Sofia

“What do you think?” I ask, shutting down the slideshow and waiting for my father’s reaction.

We’re sitting in the conference room of the Cameron Brewery, his growing beer company, and I’ve just finished showing him a test presentation for my new clothing line I’m pitching to Moore’s, the biggest department store in the country, tomorrow morning. It would be a big step to have my brand in their stores rather than just my one little shop.

He grabs the remote and displays a photo of me in one of my creations. “You look beautiful, honey.”

“Says my father.” I laugh. “It feels weird making myself a model, but I can’t afford anyone else yet.”

“This needs to be all about you anyway. They need to see you and your designs, and not have things muddied up by other faces.”

My father is always all about the positive spin, but as I study the image he’s displayed for us, I’m pleased to realize that I’m not drawn to me in the picture at all. I don’t notice my make-up or my long blonde hair draped around my shoulders. I am one hundred percent focused on the ankle-length pink gown that is a creation plucked right out of my mind, quite literally. The question is, will my designs and presentation be good enough to take me to the next level in my career?

“It’s better than good enough,” my father says, almost as if he read my mind. He appears over my shoulder, offering me a loving smile. “Not only are you a talented designer, you’ve put in the hard work to get your name out there, which is why you’ve been invited to do this presentation.”

“Well, that was mostly persistence, I think,” I say. “I wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

“Your mom would be proud, honey, and honored that you named your store and your brand after her. She really would. The Zoey brand is going places, honey.”

My heart squeezes with the mention of the woman we both loved and adored. I’m still just as angry as I was two years ago that a drunk driver could steal her from us and end up on probation. “I just hate that she never got to see your dream of this place come to life. I also hate that you’re still alone five years later.”

He’s forty-nine and good-looking, with ambition and charm to boot. A real woman magnet. He literally launched his own brand of beer the year after my mother died, which I think had a lot to do with his need to have something other than grief in his life.

“I’m dating here and there,” he says. “That’s a big step for me.” His cellphone buzzes with a text, and his expression tightens, his lips forming a flat line, a soft curl sliding through them. He pants out a breath and sets his phone down. “What time is the meeting tomorrow?”

“Nine. What’s wrong?”

“A work thing. That’s all.”

Which I might believe if he was looking at me. “What is it, Dad?”

He sighs and presses his hands to his thighs. “Expanding takes cash. When we started being picked up in locations outside Denver, the demand was a boom. I got into a little debt keeping up the pace. I was in talks with Ethan Dalton from Dalton Liquors, which would have made them limited partners. I’m telling you, honey, be careful what you promise. Big orders take big cash, and you have to float that cash for a good, long while.”

“So, it fell through?”

“Yeah. Ethan’s an arrogant prick. It’s for the best. I don’t want to be in business with an ass like that man.”

“Dad, is the company in trouble?”

“Dalton isn’t the only company we are talking with. They were just the one I felt brought the most value to our brand. You, little one, need to go relax. Tomorrow’s a big day. You got this.” He stands, grabs my hand, and pulls me to my feet. “Go get ‘em, tiger. Call me after, and we’ll celebrate.”

He didn’t answer my question.

He’s in trouble, and the only way I can help is to get my clothing line on a big retailer’s shelves tomorrow. Then I can take a loan, too. I can help him.

Chapter Two

My meeting the next morning isn’t the big presentation I expected. It’s just coffee and conversation with two Moore’s Department Store executives that concludes in what I can only call indecision. I don’t leave with a solid yes to my designs becoming part of their next season line-up, but I don’t leave with nothing, either. I’m offered an invitation to a fashion show in Hawaii at a resort hotel, all expenses paid, where I’m to analyze the fashion trends Moore’s has glommed onto this season and come up with a full plan for next season.

That night, while cozied up to a fire with hot cocoa in hand, I chat out my mix of excitement and frustration with my father by phone. “What if I spend all my time designing again and come up with nothing?”

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