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Lizzie shook her head. ‘I thought you understood, but you knew nothing about my life then—just as you know nothing about it now.’
‘As you know nothing about mine,’ Chico fired back.
And as the temperature soared between them she whirled around. She started to say something—something angry to hit back at him—something passionate to express all the hurt she’d felt when she was only fifteen—but as she speared a glance into Chico’s blazing eyes he reached out and caught her close.
She held her breath and stared up at him. He wouldn’t dare—surely he wouldn’t dare?
His grip tightened and slowly and deliberately he brought her inch by reluctant inch to within a whisper of his mouth. And when he brushed her lips with his she shivered and sighed—because she could do nothing else. It was a signal for him to move closer, until his hard body could control hers, and then, resting his forearm on the wall above her head, he dipped his head to tease her with almost-kisses until she was helpless with desire. Need collected inside her until finally it overwhelmed her.
Welcome to the hot, sultry and successful world of Brazilian polo! Get ready to spend many
with Brazil’s sexiest polo champions!
Forget privilege and prestige, this is Gaucho Polo—
hard, hot and unforgiving …
like the men who play the game!
Off the field the Thunderbolts are notorious
heartbreakers, but what happens when they meet
the one person who can tame that unbridled passion?
You may have already met
gorgeous team captain Gabe in
Christmas Nights with the Polo Player
Now get ready to meet the rest of the team in:
In the Brazilian’s Debt March 2015
At the Brazilian’s Command April 2015
And look out for Lucas and Karina’s stories coming soon!
Available from www.millsandboon.co.uk
Or visit the author’s website:
www.susanstephens.com/thunderbolt
In the
Brazilian’s Debt
Susan Stephens
SUSAN STEPHENS was a professional singer before meeting her husband on the Mediterranean island of Malta. In true Mills & Boon® Modern™ Romance style they met on Monday, became engaged on Friday and married three months later. Susan enjoys entertaining, travel and going to the theatre. To relax she reads, cooks and plays the piano, and when she’s had enough of relaxing she throws herself off mountains on skis, or gallops through the countryside singing loudly.
For my wonderful readers who love their bad boys
safely confined within the covers of a book.
Chico is for you.
Contents
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
EPILOGUE
REVENGE IS A DISH best served cold.
Lizzie thought about her father’s words as the transport plane lost height, bringing them closer to their destination. Determination was an admirable quality, her father had insisted with his usual bluff confidence, founded on nothing more than one of his hunches and the dregs from a bottle of Scotch. His Lizzie wasn’t short of determination. She would rebuild the family pride where he had failed.
How many other apparently confident people put on an act in order to reassure others? Lizzie wondered as she peered out of the small, grainy window. She had been planning to embark on this advanced training programme with horses in Brazil for years, and just hoped she wasn’t shooting too high. She was determined to set the family business back on its feet, but flying for hours over miles of uninhabited nothingness in Brazil had thrown her. She felt so far away from home, and seeing Chico Fernandez again after all these years was going to dent her confidence even more.
‘How come you’re not nervous?’ Lizzie’s friend and fellow groom Danny Cameron demanded, clutching on tightly to Lizzie’s hand as the plane dropped like a stone.
She put on one hell of an act? She wasn’t a great traveller, and probably felt the same fear as Danny. As the ground came up to meet them like a slap in the face, her stomach roiled. The distinctly unglamorous transporter, known as the Carrier Pigeon to the staff of Fazenda Fernandez, appeared to dive-bomb its target, which was a rambling ranch in the middle of the pampas in Brazil.
‘We’ll be fine,’ she soothed Danny, hoping for the best.
Would they make it?
Would she make it, more to the point? Never mind that the runway was short, and the plane was loaded down with horses, grooms, and equipment, all heading to the world-class training ranch of the infamous hard man of polo, Chico Fernandez. She might make it to the ground safely, but would she make it safely out of here