How is she to choose?
Zara King’s life is in shambles and filled with questions.
How had she ended up married to a man who didn’t love her and couldn’t keep his philandering ways under wraps?
How was she to move onto the next phase of her life without revealing a couple of secrets of her own? Namely her lovers, Tobias and Garrett.
How was she supposed to decide on one when she wanted them both in her life?
What would happen if they found out her desire?
Zara’s about to get some answers.
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About the Author
Kait was born and raised in the wilderness of the Pacific Northwest and started writing to entertain herself during the long winters as a child. Insatiably curious with a love of learning new things, she’s picked up many random skills including three languages and two martial arts. After travelling three continents (the other four are on her bucket list), she settled in England with her family where she spends most of her time cultivating her daughter’s love of reading and writing, scribbling ideas on every available scrap of paper, and trying out dialogue on her cat.
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Copyright © Kait Gamble 2017. All Rights Reserved, Totally Entwined Group Limited, T/A Totally Bound Publishing.
“Your husband’s been seen with yet another woman…”
“The fourth woman this month.”
“What are you going to do?”
“How can you just keep turning a blind eye?”
Weren’t those the questions she’d been asking herself lately?
Zara King ducked the cameras and queries, relying on her guard to put a wall between herself and the suffocating press of the paparazzi. She darted into her limo, followed a split second later by a big, hard body.
“Vultures.” Tobias Lang, her head of security, slammed the door hard enough to test the vehicle’s suspension.
Even as they settled into the buttery leather and he pulled her back to lean against him, Zara turned to stare through the tinted windows at the clamoring mass of faces and arms bearing phones and cameras. “They’re only doing their job.”
“Which is to be vultures,” he grumped.
“It’ll soon die down.”
“At least until your husband pulls his next asinine move, then it’ll get worse, as it’s been progressively getting.”
Zara rubbed her temples, trying to massage away the tension. Tobias was right. The biggest mistake of her life had been marrying Robert King. When their families had urged them together at a young age it had all seemed to make sense. They were from illustrious dynasties, they’d found each other attractive—they had been convinced a marriage of convenience would only work in their favor.
Except it hadn’t.
She had gone into the union a wide-eyed and dutiful daughter, aching to be a good wife. The shine on the deal had tarnished in swift and terrible fashion when, within the first year, Robert’s eye had started to wander. Meanwhile Zara had been left rattling around their sprawling mansion alone, forgotten and rudderless.
Some good had come out of it, however. Zara had involved herself with a number of charities, working long and mind-numbing hours to improve the lives of others while hoping to forget the dismal state of her own.
They had stayed together for superficial reasons—though Zara was sure no one was falling for the façade any longer—and had lived separate lives for the best part of a decade. The fact that he wasn’t even trying to hide his indiscretions any longer just proved that any last smidgen of respect for her was long gone.
His escapades were reported on by all who wanted to and left her looking like a fool. Zara thanked her lucky stars that she’d had the prescience to visit her lawyer that morning. The latest trip might have helped her find a way out.
Tobias curled his fingers into the hair at her nape, flexing and stroking, soothing her. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be stressing you out more.”
“You have a right to your own opinion.” Though her words were curt, she leaned into his touch. For such a large man, he had the ability to treat her with tender care. What Tobias could do with his hands…
He used his other one to tip her chin up so her eyes met his. “Just like you have the right to walk out on that asshole.”
She smiled a tiny bit but said nothing as she turned to watch the world flash past in a blur of glass, brick and cement.
Bit by bit, the brick gave way to blue and she breathed a little easier. The city was fine in short stints, but Zara preferred to be away from the crowds and cars. If there was a perfect place for her it would be a tropical island full of sun and sand, hot days and sultry nights. Peace and quiet.
“Why won’t you leave him?”