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Unlawful Escort (Unlawful Book 1)
Unlawful Escort (Unlawful Book 1)
Unlawful Escort (Unlawful Book 1)
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Unlawful Escort (Unlawful Book 1)

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When a chance encounter results in Sebastian Bradley propositioning an escort to pose as his girlfriend for four months; it’s just another business arrangement. Successful and worldly; Sebastian’s a feminine magnate, but none has rattled him like Paige Sinclair. Spirited and beautiful; Paige is nothing like he’d expected, regardless, he wants her. Cynical by nature; he’s convinced that her air of innocence is a ploy to disarm him and he treats her with indifference. But her infectious warmth proves irresistible and he soon discovers that her radiance maybe exactly what his darkened existence needs...
Paige knows her life will never be the same the moment she signs on the dotted lines but she desperately needs the money to pay for her brother’s transplant surgery. Formidable yet drop-dead-magnificent; Sebastian’s very presence ignites a fire inside her that’s startling. Torn between loathing at his crude insults and the sizzling attraction they share; she eventually caverns to his wickedly erotic fancies. And she soon realizes that beneath the brusque exterior lurks a brilliant, generous soul hardened by the misfortunes of his detached life...
And Sebastian is about to unearth a secret that might shatter everything she holds dear.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateFeb 20, 2016
ISBN9781310841057
Unlawful Escort (Unlawful Book 1)
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Krystal Morrison

Krystal Riley/Morrison is a writer of romance. She resides in the paradise island of Jamaica. When she is not plotting and scheming through her unforgettable characters, which is most of the time, she enjoys reading and talking; a lot.

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    Unlawful Escort (Unlawful Book 1) - Krystal Morrison

    CHAPTER ONE

    SEBASTIAN, AT THE UTTERANCE of his name, Sebastian whirled to face its source.

    Helen, he said smoothly, his chiseled features softening into a smile, what a pleasant surprise.

    Her delicate face creased into a smile; her soft brown eyes, warm with affection as she embraced him lovingly while he pressed a soft kiss to her cheek. He scanned the crowd for Paige and was relieved when he discovered that she was nowhere in sight. He did not want Helen to see him with a woman like her; regardless of her beauty and poise.

    I thought you and Dad were in France on business, he added, attempting to hide his disdain at the painful reminder, that he and all that was important to him, was of no concern to his father.

    Now, now Sebastian, she cupped his cheek fondly, what sort of step mother would I be, had I not been present for such a grand occasion? Congratulations, she beamed proudly.

    Why couldn’t his father share a modicum of her care and concern for him? He asked himself bitterly.

    Thank you, he said, shrugging aside the errant thought.

    He was hosting a dinner party to celebrate the multi-billion dollar contract he had acquired for his company. The project was undoubtedly his largest since he had expanded his father’s Real Estate Empire into Construction, seven years ago.

    Besides, she added, interrupting his reverie, we hardly ever see you anymore. I mean ever since Elizabeth… her perfectly manicured hand flew to her mouth as if to retract her words.

    His stomach clenched at the mention of her name but he stomped down the untoward feelings that always accompanied the memory of her.

    It’s alright, he squeezed her hand reassuringly.

    I’m sorry, she said, her beautiful features creasing with pity, maybe you should start dating again, she encouraged softly.

    Anger rose inside him. He did not want her pity or anyone else’s for that matter. Helen meant well, he told himself; willing the fury from his body.

    There you are, Paige’s charming voice broke the awkward silence that had fallen between them as she glided to his side and snaked her arm through his. She smiled up at him and he made a spur of the moment decision.

    Paige, this is my father’s wife Helen Bradley, Helen; meet my girlfriend Paige Sinclair, a sharp intake of breath escaped Paige but she masked it quickly and extended her hand; her full lips curling into a charming smile.

    Shock gave way to delight as Helen grasped Paige’s pro-offered hand.

    It’s so wonderful to meet you, Helen exclaimed.

    You too Mrs. Bradley, Paige responded pleasantly as if what he'd just said wasn’t anything but the truth.

    Sebastian you should take her to dinner sometime, Helen invited.

    Certainly, Sebastian agreed, knowing full well he had no intention of honoring his promise. He hated deceiving Helen but decided that it couldn’t be helped.

    Would you excuse me a moment please? Helen said, I think I see one of your father's associates. It was nice meeting you and don't be a stranger, she added, sparing a smile for Paige before she floated into the crowd.

    What was that about? Paige inquired curiously as soon as Helen was out of sight.

    Nothing that you need to worry about, he said flippantly and she shrugged indifferently.

    He appraised the elegant ballroom. The evening was almost at a close and most of the guests were moving towards the exit; others sipping on champagne and conversing. His eyes rested on Paige; their smoldering brown depths blazing with lust as they skimmed the length of her; from the firm thrust of her breast to her long shapely legs.

    He led her to French doors that opened onto a semi-darkened terrace so they could speak privately.

    Is there any way that I could convince you to come back to my apartment, he said silkily, stroking his fingertips along the smooth skin of her upper arms.

    What about Roberta, she inquired, her green eyes wary.

    She’ll understand, he smiled wolfishly.

    As long as you’ll make it worth my while, her expression gave no question as to what she meant; money.

    He nodded, Give me a moment to make my farewells.

    He was glad he had not declined Roberta’s offer to take Paige in her stead, he mused as he re-entered the ballroom. His notion of a divulging night was short-lived as he returned a few moments later to an empty terrace.

    He swore under his breath as he glanced around the room and there was no indication of her. He sighed resignedly; striding purposefully towards his waiting car. Apparently he was to have a quiet evening. It was just as well, he decided, as such occurrences were rare.

    His cell phone buzzed in his jacket pocket and he retrieved it impatiently.

    Sebastian Bradley speaking, he said gruffly.

    It’s Leila, a seductive female voice purred from the other end of the line, meet me at the hotel

    His lips curled into a roguish smile as he ended the call and gave the address to his driver. It seemed he would have to take a rain check on that early night after all.

    Two weeks later…

    PAIGE GAVE A SIGH OF RELIEF as she slipped into her jeans and T-shirt. It had been a hectic day at work and her muscles ached; she was looking forward to a long soak in a hot bath. An insistent knock sounded at the door and Maya’s dark head popped in; her dark eyes dancing with mischief.

    Why is Sebastian Bradley standing, in all his six feet plus glory, in the middle of the café, Maya asked as she strode inside and closed the door behind her.

    Paige frowned in confusion, Sebastian who?

    Maya rolled her eyes dramatically, he was on TV a few weeks ago talking about some expensive project’, adding when Paige’s stare remained blank, super rich, lives in Manhattan, gorgeous hunk…"

    Maya sank resignedly into a chair when Paige’s stare remained blank. Paige sighed heavily, it wasn’t her fault that she had no life of her own and her every waking moment was centered on Joshua and her Job. Raising a child was a full time job; especially one as ill as Joshua. Maya was the closest thing she had to a best friend and they hardly ever saw each other outside of their job; in fact, she had met Maya at the bakery when she had started working there five years ago.

    Maybe he just wants to order something, Paige muttered offhandedly; retrieving her purse from her locker. Why else would the likes of him want to see her?

    Maya snorted, Why would Sebastian leave the likes of the Upper East Side and travel all the way to Mount Vernon to buy pastry? she asked sarcastically.

    Ok. Tell him I’ll be with him in a moment, Paige said, her curiosity peaked.

    She glanced at her watch; five thirty. She needed to get to the hospital; Joshua was expecting her. She slung her handbag over her shoulder and grabbed the box of sugar free donuts she had made for Joshua; hoping that whatever Sebastian wanted to see her about wouldn’t take more than a few minutes. She breezed through the doors that led to the café’s dining area; impatient to be on her way, only to stop dead in her tracks as she came face to face with the magnificent creature that was, without a doubt, Sebastian Bradley.

    Maya had not been exaggerating; he was tall with sturdy built, broad forehead and high cheekbones and his lips… They were slightly full with a provocative curve that beckoned to be tasted… savored. His eyes were the color of molten chocolate; their mesmerizing depths jaded with a hint of cruelty. He had a rugged beauty that could rival any Calvin Klein model’s and win. A lock of dark brown hair fell over his forehead and to her utter astonishment she itched to stroke it back into place. He was wearing a charcoal jacket suit that hugged the wide breadth of his shoulders and accentuated his perfect form. She barely realized that he had moved until he towered above her.

    He spoke and she was instantly reminded of Lucifer in the Garden of Eden. Was this how he'd sounded? No wonder Eve had tasted the forbidden fruit. His tone was smooth; yet formidable and commanding…

    Paige! he said irritably and she jumped.

    I’m… sorry, she stuttered idiotically, collecting her thoughts, you asked to see me.

    His eyes grew pensive, Is there somewhere we can talk privately.

    She glanced around the room. The café was partially empty as it was almost closing time. She led him to a vacant table in a far corner of the café where they could speak without interference or prying ears; curious as to what could possibly warrant a visit from Sebastian Bradley.

    CHAPTER TWO

    SEBASTIAN STUDIED PAIGE ACROSS THE table and questioned his decision. She looked nothing like the woman he remembered, except her features of course. He knew there had to be some form of anonymity in her line of work, but this seemed a bit drastic. Her hair, which he remembered had been brown was now a startling shade of red-gold, caught in a ponytail down her back.

    Her heart shaped face and plush bow mouth were the same… but her eyes. Although they were the same emerald green, they shone with innocence and a youthful exuberance he had never known; nothing of the jaded coldness he had sensed that night in her gaze. But then he had only been in her company for a few hours and how innocent could a professional escort be.

    Her face transformed into a brilliant smile that seemed to brighten the entire room.

    Can I get you anything? she asked.

    No. I’m fine, he said, cutting to the chase, I have a proposition for you.

    She frowned, what sort of proposition?

    I want you to pose as my girlfriend for four months, he said casually.

    What! Paige screeched so loudly that an elderly couple sitting a good distance from them threw an odd glance in their direction.

    Could you keep your voice down? he said through clenched teeth.

    Wait a minute. Did you just say you want me to be your girlfriend, she whispered, her eyes bulging, as if she was grappling with the notion.

    Not to worry, you’ll be rewarded handsomely, he named an exorbitant amount and she coughed indelicately.

    Then she did something he’d least expected; she threw her head back and laughed; not the ladylike giggles, he was accustomed to but a rich sound that was contagious in its honesty.

    This is very funny. Did Maya put you up to this? she babbled between bouts of laugher, you can tell her I… she halted midsentence as she realized that he was dead serious.

    You’re serious, she said, nonplussed.

    He was silent for a moment, his cold brown eyes goring her. There is no need for this charade, we both know that you’re an escort, her mouth fell open at that, I have no intention of telling anyone. That said, let’s be open with each other.

    She stared at him as if she had no inclination as to what he was saying.

    I’m sorry Mr. ..? she fished, staring at him as if she thought he was crazy.

    Bradley… he supplied, his voice tinged with annoyance.

    …I think you have the wrong person.

    His eyes narrowed suspiciously, are you telling me that you’re not the woman who accompanied me to a dinner party two weeks ago..? You don’t know Roberta? he continued when she stared at him blankly, …the name Moonlight Ladies does not ring a bell..?

    She shook her head in confusion; suspicion dawning in her green eyes. God, she was a good actress; either that or she was not the same woman who had jilted him two weeks ago and that was simply absurd. She should be jumping at his offer, instead she was behaving like a fool; denying what they both knew to be true.

    He considered abandoning this whole pursuit but then thought of Helen. He had been putting her off for more than a week but she was insistent that he should take Paige to dinner. It was his own fault for deceiving Helen but he intended to remedy the slight misdemeanor.

    He groped in his jacket pocket for a business card and handed it to her. In case you suddenly remember a little about what I said earlier, he said wryly, rising from his chair, I’ll give you a week to decide.

    With that he strode from the café, leaving her gaping after him, in nothing short of sheer disbelief.

    WHAT AN ODDITY, PAIGE THOUGHT AS she left the Café shortly after Sebastian, rushing to her father’s old Chevy as she realized that it was almost six o’clock. Damn! She should have been at the hospital more than half hour ago. Her eyes stung as she thought of Joshua lying helplessly in a hospital bed. If only her father was here; he would give her the courage she needed to carry on; he always knew what to do.

    Seven years ago she had been a normal teenager; her only worry, keeping abreast of the latest fashion and dating the hottest guy in school. That was, until her father had a heart attack and died when she was only fourteen years old; a tear slid down her cheek at the painful reminder.

    Her father had been an excellent Gourmet Chef and a dedicated family man; he loved his children dearly and spoiled his little princess rotten but in his words exactly, ‘he didn’t care’. While he and her mother had been married before Paige was born and remained so until his tragic death; her only memory of Katherine was her constant absence.

    Katherine was a socialite; the parties, the most expensive clothing and living in the limelight defined her. She had often wondered as a child, how her parents managed to stay together as they were total opposites.

    John had always been the consummate parent; present at all school functions and always present when they needed him. Once it was of importance to his children, it remained foremost in his life. Paige always knew that she was a daddy’s girl; she could talk to her father about anything and he would always steer her in the right path.

    And then he had died.

    At first she had been angry that he had left her all alone in the world; further strained with the added responsibility of caring for her then, three year old brother, Joshua as her mother had become even more lackadaisical, if such a thing was possible. She drank more, returning home in the morning, more often than not, drunk and always exhausted, then sleeping throughout the day and waking up to do it all over again. Eventually, she had resolved that her brother needed her and thus, relinquishing all prospects of boyfriends, prom and the normal interests of teenagers, she had taken on the role of parent.

    While she doubted her mother had worked a day in her life; her father had made smart financial choices and upon his death her mother had received a substantial amount of money in investment and insurance settlements. However when Paige turned eighteen and her mother decided to run off with a musician she had met at one of her parties; their bank accounts were partially empty. Fortunately her father had finished paying for the house or Paige was certain she and Joshua would have ended up without a roof over their heads.

    After high school, Paige had had no choice but to get a part time job while going to Culinary Arts School. Her Father had started a college fund and she had gotten a scholarship, thus she didn’t have to work as hard. Everything was falling into place; she had learned to juggle her part time job at the Bakery and Café and school along with caring for Joshua, until about a year ago.

    Joshua came home from school one afternoon, complaining of a belly ache and she had thought that it was merely indigestion so she had given him some medication and sent him off to school the next day. A week went by and then his stomach became swollen and she finally decided that his condition warranted a visit to the Hospital.

    Upon reaching the Hospital and undergoing several tests; she was brought to a prestigious office

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