Title: Miss Man-Eater (The Misses Trilogy #2)
Author: Marie Garner
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Release Date: February 23, 2015
Synopsis
When Miss Man-Eater…
Raquel Adams is in desperate need of a media makeover. Her already floundering reputation is made worse by her recent antics, and she doesn’t seem to care. Raquel lives life on her own terms and doesn’t answer to anyone, least of all Clayton Cox, the guy charged with making her a media darling. His take charge attitude is a problem for strong-willed Raquel, but she can’t deny the attraction she feels toward him.
All’s fair in love and war. Raquel wants Clayton, and nothing is going to stand in her way, not even Clayton himself. He doesn’t know what hit him, and soon finds himself juggling between having to improve her reputation and feign off her advances. But Clayton’s determined to show Raquel who’s in charge at any cost, even if that means thwarting her seduction efforts. Will Miss Man-Eater change or ways? Or will Clayton become the latest victim entangled in her web?
Excerpt
“But that’s just the latest thing, the tip of the iceberg you’ve
been creating for years. Shall we go through some of the other stuff?” Clayton
clearly didn’t expect her to answer, because he picked up the magazines he’d
brought from the desk and put them down in front of her. It was bad, but Raquel
refused to hide despite how much she wanted to cringe. Rumors of hard partying,
cocaine use—even though she had never used it—infidelity, orgies, stripping.
And that was just the rumors. As a finale he had a list of the names she had
acquired—bitch, whore, slut, jezebel, home wrecker, and her moniker, Man-Eater.
This is embarrassing, Raquel thought, seeing
everything in black and white. It was something she hadn’t thought about; hell,
half the time she cultivated it, but now she was left with regret. David was
the final straw. He took her already fragile reputation and pummeled it to the
ground. And what was his response when she asked him about it? “I just
wanted a piece of the Man-Eater, but you didn’t even put out. Hope it was worth
it.”
“That’s not all true,” she said. Great, Raquel, way to
sound like an intelligent, self-assured woman.
He shook his head, looking at her as if she was crazy. “No one
cares. I don’t know how many times I have to tell you that, but you need to get
it through your thick skull. Your reputation is in the trash, and your job is
on the rocks. You need me, which is why you called me. Because I am the best,
and the only one who can repair your current reputation. You may not want to
need me, but you do.”
Raquel reached for the pitcher full of water in the middle of the
table, pouring a glass and taking a long drink, wishing it was tequila, while
she composed herself. “What happens now?”
He raised his eyebrows, acknowledging that she ignored his
statement. That was the best he was going to get from her, so he just needed to
chill. “Right now? You are going to go the hell home and stay there. Don’t go
out, because I can’t trust you to go anywhere. Even your local family
restaurant isn’t safe when you’re around. Read over the contract,” he passed
her a manila envelope that contained a bunch of paperwork, “carefully, because
you are basically signing yourself over to me for the next six months. If you
agree to the terms, then let me know and I will tell you where we go from
here.”
She opened the folder, noticing how thick the contract was. “What
is your strategy?”
“I’m not telling you before you agree. If you want it, you’ll sign
it. And if, God forbid, anything else comes up, call me immediately.”
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