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      Out of Hours Boardroom Seductions

       One-Night Mistress…Convenient Wife

      Anne McAllister

       Innocent in the Italian’s Possession

      Janette Kenny

       Hot Boss, Wicked Nights

      Anne Oliver

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      Table of Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       One-Night Mistress…Convenient Wife

       About the Author

      CHAPTER ONE

      CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       Innocent in the Italian’s Possession

       About the Author

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       CHAPTER TWELVE

       Hot Boss, Wicked Nights

       About the Author

       Dedication

       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

       Copyright

One-Night Mistress… Convenient Wife

      Award-winning author ANNE McALLISTER was once given a blueprint for happiness that included a nice, literate husband, a ramshackle Victorian house, a horde of mischievous children, a bunch of big, friendly dogs and a life spent writing stories about tall, dark and handsome heroes. ‘Where do I sign up?’ she asked and promptly did. Lots of years later, she’s happy to report the blueprint was a success. She’s always happy to share the latest news with readers at her website, www.annemcallister.com and welcomes their letters there, or at PO Box 3904, Bozeman, Montana 59772, USA.

       CHAPTER ONE

      NATALIE pulled her car into the garage below her mother’s apartment, shut off the engine—and felt a panic unlike anything she’d felt in the last three years.

      “Wholly unnecessary,” she told herself firmly out loud because the truth of the assertion stood a better chance of making it past her nerves if she heard the spoken words. If she heard them, she thought, she might even believe them.

      Actually, in her mind she did believe them.

      But what she believed logically and what her guts were telling her was not even close to the same thing.

      “Don’t be stupid,” she said. “It is absolutely no big deal.”

      And it wasn’t. She was cat-sitting, for goodness’ sake! She was watering a few plants and living in her mother’s apartment for two or three weeks because her mother had to go to Iowa to take care of her own mother after a hip-replacement operation. And while the cat was portable, the seven-foot rubber-tree plant was not.

      “Harry was supposed to do it,” Laura Ross had explained apologetically on the phone very early this morning. “You know, the boy across the way? But he broke his leg skateboarding last night. Spiral fracture, his mother said. Not even a walking cast yet. I’m sorry to have to ask you—”

      “No. It’s all right,” Natalie had made herself say. “Of course I’ll do it. I’ll be glad to,” she’d lied.

      So here she was.

      All she had to do was get out of the car, go around the building, up the steps to her mother’s apartment, open the door and go in.

      She’d done it once already today. She’d come to pick her mother up to take her to the airport late this morning and it had been perfectly straightforward. No worries at all.

      Because there had been no danger of running into Christo Savas then.

      Chances were,


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