Doukakis's Apprentice

Doukakis's Apprentice

by Sarah Morgan

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ISBN-13: 9781460393369
Publisher: Harlequin
Publication date: 08/17/2015
Format: NOOK Book
Sales rank: 110,091
File size: 894 KB

About the Author

USA Today bestselling author Sarah Morgan writes contemporary romance and women's fiction. Her trademark humour and warmth have gained her fans across the globe and three RITA® Awards from the Romance Writers of America. Sarah lives with her family near London, England, where the rain frequently keeps her trapped in her office. Visit her at 

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'He's here. He's arrived. Damon Doukakis just strode into the building.'

Woken by the panicky voice, Polly lifted her head from her arms and was blinded by sunlight pouring through the window. 'What? Who?' The words were slurred, her brain emerging slowly from the shadows of sleep. The headache that had been part of her life for the past week still squeezed her skull. 'I must have dozed off. Why didn't anyone wake me?'

'Because you haven't slept for days and you're scary when you're tired. There's no need to panic. I'm doing that for both of us. Here—I brought sustenance.' Balancing two mugs of and a large muffin, the woman kicked the door shut. 'Wake yourself up with carbs and coffee.'

Polly rubbed her eyes and squinted at the screen of her laptop. 'What time is it?'

'Eight o'clock.'

'Eight o'clock?' She flew to her feet, sending papers and pens spinning across the floor. 'The meeting is in fifteen minutes! Were you hoping I'd just walk in there and talk in my sleep or something?' Polly hit 'save' on the document she'd been working on all night, her hand shaking from the sudden awakening. Her heart pounded and deep in her stomach was a solid lump of dread.

Sleeping didn't make any of it go away and reality pressed down on her like a heavy weight.

Everything was about to change. Life as she knew it had ended.

'Stay calm,' Debbie swooped across the office and put the plate and the mugs on the desk. 'If you show him you're afraid, he'll walk all over you. That's what men like Damon Doukakis do. They sniff out weakness and they move in for the kill.'

'I'm not afraid.' The lie wedged itself in her throat.

She was afraid. She was afraid of the responsibility and of the consequences of failure. And, yes, she was afraid of Damon Doukakis.

Only a fool wouldn't be.

'You're going to be fine. I mean, we're all depending on you, obviously, but I don't want the fact that you have the future of a hundred people in your hands to make you nervous.'

'Thanks for that calming thought.' Polly allowed herself a quick gulp of coffee and then checked her BlackBerry. 'I've only been asleep for two hours and I already have a hundred e-mails. Don't these people ever sleep?' She scrolled through them quickly, scanning for anything important. 'Gerard Bonnel wants us to move our meeting tomorrow back to the evening. Can I get a later flight to Paris?'

'You're not flying. The train was cheaper. I bought you a non-flexible ticket on the seven-thirty out of St Pancras. If he's moved the meeting then you'll have most of the day to kill.' Debbie leaned forward and stole a large chunk from the muffin. 'Go and see the Eiffel Towel. Make love to a delicious French guy on the banks of the Seine. Ooh la la.'

In the process of replying to an e-mail, Polly didn't look up. 'Public sex is an offence, even in France.'

'Nowhere near as big an offence as your non-existent sex-life. When did you last go on a date?'

'I have enough problems without adding a sex-life to the mix.' Polly pressed 'send'. 'Did you sort out a purchase order for that magazine promotion?'

'Yes, yes. Do you ever stop thinking about work? The fearsome Damon Doukakis just might have met his match in you.'

'The rest of these e-mails are going to have to wait.' Polly put the phone down on her desk and glanced at the clock. 'Damn—I wanted to take another look at the presentation. I need to brush my hair—I don't know what to do first—'

'Hair. You slept with your head on your arms and you look like Mohican Barbie.' Debbie whipped a pair of hair straight-eners out of Polly's drawer and plugged them in. 'Hold still. This is an emergency.'

'I need to go to the bathroom and do my make-up.'

'No time. Don't worry. You look great. I love that look. You're so good at mixing vintage with current.' Debbie slid the irons down Polly's hair. 'The hot pink tights really work.'

Keeping her head still, Polly reached out and unplugged her laptop. 'I can't believe my dad still hasn't rung. His company is being decimated and he's nowhere in sight. I've left about a hundred messages.'

'You know he never switches his mobile on. He hates the thing. There—' Debbie unplugged the irons '—you're done.'

Polly twisted her hair and pinned it in a haphazard knot at the back of her head. 'I even called a few of the London hotels last night to see if a middle-aged gentleman and a young woman had rented a suite with them.'

'That must have been embarrassing.'

'I grew up with embarrassing.' She retrieved her boots from under the desk. 'Damon Doukakis is going to rip us apart when he realises my father isn't showing up.'

'The rest of us will make up for it. The whole company came in early. We're all busy bees. If Doukakis is looking for slackers, he's not going to find them here. We're determined to make a good impression despite your father's absence.'

'It's too late. Damon Doukakis has already made up his mind what he wants to do with us.' And she knew what that was. Panic gripped her. He'd taken control of her father's company. He could do anything he liked with the business.

It was his revenge. His way of sending a message to her father.

But it was a crude weapon. The scorching blaze of his wrath wasn't just going to burn up her father—it was going to burn up the innocent staff who didn't deserve to lose their jobs.

The weight of responsibility was suffocating. As her father's daughter she knew she had to do something, but in truth she was powerless. She had no authority.

Debbie ate a piece of muffin. 'I read somewhere that Damon Doukakis works a twenty-hour day so at least you'll have something in common.'

After three nights with virtually no sleep Polly could barely focus. Drugged by tiredness, she struggled to shake the clouds from her brain. 'I've put together the figures. Let's just hope Michael Anderson can work the laptop. You know what he's like with technology. I've backed up the entire presentation in three places because he managed to delete the thing last time. Are the rest of the board here?'

'They all arrived at the same time as him. Not that they said anything to us.' Deep lines of disapproval bracketed Debbie's mouth. 'None of them have the bottle to face us since they sold their shares to Demon Damon. I still don't understand why a rich, powerful tycoon like him would want to buy our little company. I mean, I love working here, but we're not exactly his style are we?'

Polly thought about how hard she'd worked to try and drag the company into the twenty-first century. 'No. We're not his style.'

'So did he buy us for the fun of it?' Debbie finished the muffin and licked her fingers. 'Maybe this is billionaire retail therapy. Instead of buying shoes, he blows a fortune on an ad agency. He offered the board a whole heap of money.'

Polly kept her mouth shut but the dark dread turned to an icy chill.

She knew why he'd bought the company. And it wasn't something she could share with anyone. Damon Doukakis had sworn her to silence in a single chilling phone call that had come a few days earlier. A phone call she hadn't mentioned to anyone. She didn't want it to be public knowledge any more than he did.

Polly forced herself to breathe slowly. 'I'm not surprised the board sold. They're greedy. I'm so sick of booking their long lunches and their first-class airfares and then being told we're not profitable. They remind me of mosquitoes, sucking up our lifeblood into their fat bodies—'

Debbie recoiled. 'Pol, that's gross.'

'They're gross.' Polly mentally ran through everything she'd put into the presentation. Had she missed anything? 'If I were the one giving the presentation, I wouldn't be so worried.'

'You should be the one giving it.'

'Michael Anderson is too threatened by me to let me open my mouth. He's afraid I might actually tell someone who does the work around here. And anyway, I'm just my father's executive assistant, whatever that is. My job is to keep everything running behind the scenes.' And she was horribly conscious that she had no formal qualifications. She'd learned by watching, listening and trusting her instincts and she was savvy enough to know that for most employers that wouldn't be enough. Polly pressed her hands to her churning stomach, wishing she could stride into the boardroom wielding an MBA from Harvard. 'Doukakis already has a super-slick successful advertising agency in his organisation. He doesn't need another one and he doesn't need our staff. He's just going to snap his jaws around us like—'

'No!' Debbie held up her hand and shuddered. 'Don't tell me what it will be like. No more of your blood-sucking-mosquito analogies—I just ate your breakfast.'

'I'm just saying—'

'Well, don't say. And if Damon Doukakis wants your father's business that badly, well—that's sort of a compliment, isn't it? And you're assuming he'll make us all redundant, but he might not. Why buy a business and then break it up?'

Because he wanted to be in control.

Instead of being a helpless passenger like her, Damon had put himself in the driving seat. While her father was living the life of a man half his age, his company was being savaged by a ruthless predator. And she was fighting that predator single-handed.

'Cheer up.' Debbie patted her shoulder. 'Damon Doukakis might not be as ruthless as they say. You've never actually met him in person.'

Oh, yes, she had.

Feeling her face turn the same colour as her tights, Polly closed her laptop.

They'd met just once, in the head's office the day she and one other girl had been permanently excluded from the exclusive girls' boarding school they attended. Unfortunately that one other girl had been his sister and Damon Doukakis had turned the full force of his anger and recrimination onto Polly, the ringleader.

Just thinking about that day was enough to make her body tremble like a leaf in the wind.

She was under no illusions about what the future held for her.

To Damon Doukakis she was a troublemaker with an attitude problem.

When he lifted his axe, she'd be the first for the chop.

Polly ran her hand over the back of her neck. Maybe she'd just offer to resign if he kept the staff on. He wanted a sacrifice for her father's behaviour, didn't he? So she'd be the sacrifice.

Debbie picked up the empty plate. 'So who is your dad seeing this time? Not that Spanish woman he met at Salsa classes?'

'No, I—I don't know.' The lie slid easily over her lips. 'I haven't asked.' Stressed out of her mind, Polly picked up her BlackBerry and slipped it into the pocket of her dress. 'It's crazy, isn't it? I can't believe that Damon Doukakis is about to stride in here and take away everything my dad has ever worked for and he is in some hotel somewhere—'

'—having wild monkey sex with a woman who is probably half his age?'

'Don't! I don't want to think about my father having sex, especially with a woman my age.' Especially not this woman.

'You should be used to it by now. Do you think your dad realises that his colourful sex-life has put you off ever having a relationship?'

'I don't have time for this conversation.' Blocking out thoughts of her father, Polly wriggled her feet into her boots and zipped them up. 'Have you arranged coffee and pastries for the boardroom?'

'All done. But Damon Doukakis is probably just going to feast on the staff. He's like a great white shark.' Adding to the aura of menace, Debbie made a fin with her hands and hummed the theme from Jaws. ' He glides through the smooth waters of commerce, eating everything that gets in his way. He's at the top of the food chain, whereas we're right at the bottom of the ocean. We're nothing more than plankton. Let's just hope we're too small to be a tasty snack.'

Uncomfortable with the analogy, Polly glanced protectively towards the fish tank that she kept on her desk. 'Keep your voice down. Romeo and Juliet are getting nervous. They're hiding behind the pond weed.' She wished she could join the fish. Never in her life had she ever dreaded anything as much as this meeting. Over the past few days she'd sacrificed sleep trying to put together a convincing case for saving the staff. She no longer had any illusions about her own future, but these people were like her family and she was going to fight to the death to protect them.

The phone on her desk rang and she picked it up with the same degree of enthusiasm a doomed man would display on his walk to the gallows. 'Polly Prince…' She recognised the slightly slurred tones of Michael Anderson, her father's deputy and the agency's creative director. Despite the hour, he'd obviously already had a drink. As he instructed her to bring the laptop to the boardroom, Polly gripped the phone tightly. Snake. The man hadn't had a creative idea for at least a decade. He'd bled the agency dry and now he'd sold his shares to Damon Doukakis for an inflated price.

Anger shot through her. If they hadn't sold out, this whole situation might have been contained.

Slamming down the phone, Polly scooped up her laptop, determined to do what she could to fight for the staff.

'Good luck.' Debbie glanced at Polly's feet. 'Wow. Those boots are perfect for kicking ass. And they make you look tall.'

'That's the idea.' Last time she'd met Damon Doukakis he'd made her feel small in every way. Physically and emotionally, he'd towered over her. It wasn't going to happen again. This time she was determined that when he glared at her they were going to be eye to eye.

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Doukakis's Apprentice (Harlequin Presents #3021) 4.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 27 reviews.
Kara-St-de-Verne More than 1 year ago
I liked the plot and the characters a lot. The starting scene set the mood, so readying the sample will really help chosing this book, as it introduces the female protagonist and some of the side-players. It hints at ominous obstacles and has you hooked right from the beginning. It really was a nice book to read and I enjoyed the experience. I like to thought of an alpha finding his match in a woman he thought was only a pretty airhead but found out later was actually the main player in the company he took over in full stride. I liked the little details - like named goldfish in a office or the way life intruded on Mr. Doukakis high-tech office routine in the most natural way possible - step by "unnoticed" step! Enjoy this book, it is worth it and has the usual 148 pages for your money ... I like to know for what I pay and knowing the length of a book is vital, don't you think?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really loved this story. The plot was interesting and the characters were very likable and realistic. Great read.
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Great read
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A wonderful book. Read it in one sitting. Couldn't put it down.
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Yes, I re-read this book and enjoyed it for the 2nd time. Going to buy more from this author.
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So glad i bought this book Really enjoyed it
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Nas-Dean More than 1 year ago
DOUKAKI'S APPRENTICE is the latest Harlequin Presents by USA TODAY BESTSELLING Author Sarah Morgan. The book blurb reads: Wanted: willing apprentice to handle indecently arrogant (but incredibly sexy) tycoon With her family business in crisis, Polly Prince does her best to keep calm and carry on. But hard work alone can't save her London company from a takeover by the infamously ruthless Damon Doukakis.or her traitorous body from the lethal sensuality of her boss! As his new apprentice, Polly accompanies Damon to Paris to negotiate the most challenging business deal of her life! Worse still, Polly must at all costs resist Damon in the most dangerously romantic city in the world.. My review: Polly Prince had to work at all costs to save all her colleagues from being made redundant by the takeover of her family business. She had to fight with her own company's board members who sold out, as well as Damon Doukakis, the ruthless man behind the takeover. It didn't help that Damon's opinion of her was very low due to an incident ten years earlier. Polly later found out that her view of Damon as a hard-hearted businessman was false. Now, will she be able to ignore the chemistry sparking between them? Damon discovers that his opinion of Polly was not true either. How can he deal with this new found truth about her now? She was not a slacker at work as he'd believed but she was the creative power behind her company! She'd single-handedly run her business. And what about the sizzling hot attraction? Will he be able to forget his no commitment rule for her? DOUKAKIS'S APPRENTICE had a yummy hero, who is honorable and darkly tormented, while the heroine is strong and idealistic but fighting her own past demons as well. The fast comebacks and witty dialogue created many laugh out loud moments, while the sensitivity and emotional tension made me reach for tissues. The sensuality in the love scenes is astounding. This story is in the "now" as in very modern. Sarah Morgan's latest DOUKAKIS'S APPRENTICE is a romance packed with sizzle and sexual tension. The premise of high-octane world of International Business and arrogant boss is exciting and the story keeps you involved from the first page!
LASR_Reviews More than 1 year ago
Once again Ms. Morgan has created a tale where nothing is as it seems, taking readers on a journey of discovery as two people find love with whom they definitely didn't want to, and would deny if asked. What made it interesting is that both the heroine and hero fight against the roles they've been forced into, and in doing so, reveal to themselves and readers that there's nothing wrong with saying I'm sorry. Polly is a powerhouse of a woman. Her drive is compensation. She's trying to make up for her father, which is like beating your head against a brick wall. Later on it's revealed that she is protective and loyal to a fault. She doesn't advertise the things she's quietly and stoically done in the past and she has no intention of ever doing so, but Damon is a thorn in her side he wrangles the truth out of her . eventually. Damon is a man burdened. He's carried so much responsibility from a young age, he can't let go. His drive to control, manipulate and mandate has only ever been done with the best of intentions. For some reason, this time with Polly, he's following his passion and making mistakes. Or is he? I prefer to think his heart was making him do things without consulting his brain. I enjoyed watching a confused Damon slowly fall into love with the career focused Polly. Secondary characters are minor but nonetheless powerful. Polly's father and Damon's sister are spoken about a lot but readers only "meet" them for brief scenes. When they did interact with the protagonists, I was treated to an "Aha!" moment. It left me feeling sad for all concerned because all any of them really wanted was to be happy. Being the imperfect people they are, as we all are, they don't always make the best choices but they make do with what they have chosen. And Damon needed to learn to accept that and move on. Oh, I forgot the Frenchman. He's a great catalyst! And the people at the office actually contributed to a reader understanding the type of person Polly really is. It's very charming and endearing. Readers are going to enjoy the part when Polly's secrets are revealed. The dialogue that stems from Damon's reaction was thoroughly entertaining. And I loved how Ms. Morgan had Damon slowing warming up. The effect is most pronounced in the workplace. I really enjoyed that affect. It had me grinning from ear to ear. I just loved Polly. When Damon revealed his inner pain to Polly, I melted and wanted to hug him. What a horrible horrid thing he had to deal with! Which of course meant it made him a perfect tortured hero that I wanted to save. Good thing Polly was up to the task. The conflict is character driven and effective. How Polly and Damon came to understand each other was a wonderful journey I enjoyed. Doukakis's Apprentice is exactly the kind of wonderful story that romance readers search for. It has humor, heart and well developed characters that touch a reader's emotions. It entertains, is wonderfully paced and has vibrant and lively dialogue. Ms. Morgan delivered a happily ever after that has left me smiling long after I've turned the final page. What more can a reader wish? Originally posted at The Long and Short of It Romance Reviews
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