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Cameron Paradise, a stunningly beautiful twenty-four-year-old personal trainer, flees Hawaii and her champion-surfer husband, Gregg, in the middle of one of his abusive tirades and makes her way to L.A. Tall, blond, with a body to die for, it doesn’t take Cameron long to find a job at an exclusive private fitness club where she encounters LA's most important players. She has plans to open her own studio one day, and while every man she meets comes on to her, she is more focused on saving money and working hard than getting caught up in the L.A. scene of wild parties and recreational drugs.
Until she meets Ryan Lambert, an extremely successful independent movie producer. Ryan is married to overly privileged Mandy Lambert, the daughter of Hamilton J. Heckerling, a Hollywood power-player son-of-a-bitch mogul. Ryan has never cheated on his demanding Hollywood Princess wife, but when he meets Cameron, all bets are off, especially since she’s seeing his best friend Don Verona, the devastatingly attractive talk-show host and legendary player.
In her latest sizzling blockbuster, internationally bestselling author Jackie Collins explores what happens when lust and desire collide with marriage and power—and the results lead to murder.
heartbroken fool. She did not tell him she was moving in with his boss; she merely said it was time for her to go. When Seth found out about her and Elliott, he’d stormed his boss’s office and been fired for his trouble. Later that night he’d gone to a bar, gotten hopelessly drunk, and been picked up by a woman who’d lured him outside into an alley, where her pimp had robbed him and then stabbed him to death when he’d attempted to fight back. When Anya was informed by the police of her
apartment?” he asked. Frankie gave him a puzzled look. “Huh?” “She hasn’t been seen since,” Bobby said, determined to find out more. “So?” Frankie said, heading for the deejay booth. “That ain’t my problem.” “She never went home,” Bobby said, following him. “Did you put her in a cab?” “Do I look like a babysitter?” Frankie said sarcastically. “I gave her twenty bucks and said good-bye.” “Nice.” “What’s your deal?” Frankie said, seemingly unconcerned. “You know she was a lunatic. Trouble
reaching out to clutch Noreen’s hand. “You’d better make it soon,” Ryan said tersely. “Marty’s drunk and chasing after Lucy.” “Don’t you love it when our Ryan gets all flustered.” Mandy giggled to her mother-in-law. “He’s just like a little boy.” “You should’ve seen him when he was ten,” Noreen replied, joining in what she thought was fun banter. “Smart as a whip and so grown up.” “Nothing’s changed,” Mandy said. “Has it, sweetheart?” This was hardly the Mandy he knew. Had she gone through a
Pola.” Pola was smiling. The blood drained from Ryan’s face. “Well,” Hamilton said in a loud voice, “aren’t you gonna congratulate us?” AMSTERDAM SEVEN YEARS EARLIER The private plane, commandeered by Don Verona, arrived in Amsterdam at noon carrying a group of hung-over men, including Don’s best friend, the bridegroom-to-be, Ryan Richards. Also aboard were Ryan’s other best friends—Phil Standard, Eddie Serrano, an actor who’d starred in Ryan’s first movie, and Jenna, a lesbian
hadn’t fucked her. That would’ve really been bad. No flicker of recognition crossed her exquisite face. Did she suffer from amnesia? It was only seven years ago, and he hadn’t changed that much, in fact hardly at all. His hair was longer; that was about it. She, however, had changed a great deal. No longer a frightened, abused young girl, she was sleek and groomed, with auburn hair, expert makeup, and expensive clothes on her slim body. The diamonds she was adorned with were staggering.