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192 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 1, 2008

“He spun her around, her hands flat against the door, her skirt hitched up around her waist, the tiny barrier of her lacy knickers shoved to one side as he drove into her slick moistness with fast-paced deep thrusts that had her whimpering in pleasure within seconds.
She was still trying to get her breathing back in order when he withdrew from her. She slowly turned around, hot colour coursing through her at her own wanton weakness.
‘That should give you something to remember me by,’ he said in a flinty tone as he re-zipped his trousers.”
“He lifted his mouth from her breast to look into her eyes. ‘You are the only person who can reduce me to this within seconds,’ he said. ‘I swore I would not touch you, but now that I have I do not want to stop.”
“You used me like a whore.’
His top lip tilted insolently. ‘If that is how you behave, what else do you expect?”
“He caught her by the arm and turned her to face him. ‘You are exactly as my nephew described you,’ he bit out. ‘A filthy little slut who—”
“But I am not going to do it,’ Patrizio said, moving away from her. ‘I am not going to taint myself with soiled goods.”
At the table beforehand, [Melanie Milburne] told me that she wasn’t sure how her speech would be received, that she was nervous because what she had to say was controversial. And then she got up, and she said that after a stellar career and nearly eighty titles to her name, not only were there some books that she wished she could go back and rewrite, but that there were some of which she was actively ashamed. Ashamed.