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Rapine: Abducted by the Billionaire (The Trophy Wife, Book I) Ravish: Ravished by the Billionaire (The Trophy Wife, Book II) Retrieval: Saved by the Billionaire (The Trophy Wife, Book III) Copyright © 2013 All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy, recording, or any information storage and retrieval system now known or to be invented, without the prior written permission of the publisher. No part of this book may be scanned, uploaded, or distributed via the Internet without the publisher’s permission. This is a work of fiction. The names, characters, incidents, and places are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. The author acknowledges the trademark status and trademark owners of various products referenced in this work of fiction, which have been used without permission. The reference to these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. RAPINE Origin: Middle English rapyne, from Anglo-French rapine, from Latin rapina, from rapere to seize, rob Definition: The violent seizure and carrying off of another's property. PREFACE Males have to pass through many a contest before they win a female, and the older males have to retain their females by renewed battles. - Charles Darwin A man fighting another man for a woman is something so incredibly primal, savage, and hot. It turns on nearly every woman to see a man fight for her. What makes men so attractive is that they are the opposite of women; physically, emotionally, and mentally. Men are built stronger, bigger, and more muscular. Men can be tender, romantic, and caring with women but competitive, harsh, and violent around other men. Men are possessive, protective, and aggressive at times. That’s what makes men so attractive to women. Feminine women want to be protected, cared for, and loved tenderly. The most feminine woman desires the most masculine man. I wanted to write a tale that combined the civilized and the primal male because I find this mix so irresistible: men who are handsome, intelligent, wealthy, but also savage, aggressive, and chauvinistic. MAIN CHARACTERS Cheryl Lynn Cheryl is twenty-two. Cheryl’s parents are both from the Czech Republic and Cheryl was born in New York. She is feminine, reserved, and is most comfortable with her small group of friends. She values her romantic relationships greatly, and is devoted and loyal to those she loves. She gains pleasure from pleasing her romantic partner. Derek Cartier Derek is thirty-seven. He was born in Poland and currently resides in Manhattan. He is a venture capitalist and a member of an elite secret society. He is a very private and serious man who demands respect. He is engaged to Cheryl Lynn. Julian Stone Julian is thirty-one. He was born in Geneva and currently has one hundred twenty-one residences around the world. He is a black-belt martial artist. He is extremely determined, unbending, dominant, and aggressive. He always gets what he wants.He vigilantly protects and cares for his loved ones. PROLOGUE As a little girl, I always imagined being in love, having a perfect wedding, and a man who made love to me tenderly, passionately, and loved me unconditionally. I never imagined this; a brutally forceful man who has to get his way, ALWAYS. If he doesn’t get his way, he is enraged. Derek is gorgeous, powerful, and incessantly dominant. He has a stone-hard, muscular, deep-tanned body. He has big, thick arms that I can’t wrap my two hands around. He has midnight-black hair, dark-brown eyes and a defined, square jawline. He rarely smiles, except when with me in private. Everyone has the deepest respect for him, a deep fear of displeasing him. He is thirty-seven and currently one of the most powerful men in the world. He told me that in his twenties and early thirties he founded and sold numerous multi- billion dollar companies. He told me that he owns many commercial properties around the world. He told me he is currently a venture capitalist. What really lit my passion for him was that he told me he was part of an elite secret society. I only heard about men this powerful in movies, books, or on television. He was raised in Poland and came to New York with his family when he was eight. He loves classical music, traveling, the finer things in life, and collecting luxury watches. However, he is still a mystery to me in many ways. He never told me any profoundly personal things about himself. He never tells me where he goes off every day. I only see him on weekday evenings. On Sundays, we usually spend the day together, doing such things as a spa day getting a couple’s massage; lounging in bed all day drinking wine and watching movies; or leaving the city and going horseback riding, wine tasting, and hiking. Last week he had proposed and I had said yes. He bought me the most classically elegant engagement ring by Lorraine Schwartz. It’s cushion cut, micropavé, super ideal cut, D flawless, ten carat in the center. He had selected the perfect time and place for a proposal with it being an especially beautiful fall day in Manhattan. Central Park was sunny and had the brightest orange and red leaves scattered about everywhere. There was a crystal clear blue sky with not one cloud. He had gotten down on one knee in Central Park after a romantic horse-drawn carriage ride. It was a simple, utterly classic proposal, nothing over the top, but perfect in my mind. I must have said yes like fifty times. The story begins when a few years ago, my best friends, Tanya and Yula, began dating men they termed The Manhattan Elite, while I was studying at Yale University School of Art. These men my friends were dating were not multi-millionaires; these men were billionaires. My friends had always had their eyes on this species of men, and said they would never settle for a man who made less than five million per year. Tanya and Yula have been my best friends since high school. They both look like top supermodels and I’m really not surprised. Yula is Brazilian and Tanya is Russian. Yula has long jet-black hair up to her lower back that she nearly always wears down in loose, cascading waves. She has emerald green eyes set below thick, well-defined and high-arched eyebrows. Her face is round, with a tiny little nose, and very full lips. She’s breathtakingly beautiful. Tanya is even more beautiful. Tanya has a diamond-shaped face, sapphire blue eyes, and a small button nose. She wears her long, blonde hair in different styles every single day and tells us she styles her hair on her own. She must have a colossal encyclopedia of different hairstyles because I rarely see her with the same hairstyle two days in a row. Yet even though my two best friends are so very beautiful, Derek has told me that I am even more beautiful than Tanya or Yula. I can’t imagine what could make me so much more beautiful than them. Both my parents are Czech and I have their features of dark brown hair, brown eyes, full lips, and an oval face. Tanya found herself a tech billionaire right after I graduated and took a job as a Publicity Coordinator at The Museum of Modern Art in New York. Thanks to Tanya’s wisdom, and her constant discussion about The Manhanttan Elite, I was open and willing to meet a wealthy man, but it’s not like I was actively searching for one and it’s not like it’s hard bumping into a billionaire in Manhattan, especially when you are attractive, well-groomed, and well-dressed. While I was leaving work, Derek had walked up to me, and my eyes lit up when I saw his chiseled face and strong masculine features. I felt instant
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