Mistress to a King? Nathan King, powerful head of his legendary family's cattle empire, has everything -- except a woman to share his life. Miranda Wade has nothing -- except a past she is determined to leave behind, and the hope that her new job at King's Eden will give her a fresh start. Their two lives collide! Nathan wants her, but doubts she will cope with outback life. Miranda wants him, but believes her past will deny her any chance at a future with a King. The tension -- the need -- between them is overwhelming, regardless of where it might lead.
Chapter 1 Mistress to a married
Mistress to a married man...no way!
Miranda realised she was gritting her teeth again and consciously relaxed her jaw. She'd end up grinding her teeth right down if she kept thinking of Bobby Hewson and his blithe assumption they could continue as lovers, his forthcoming marriage being no barrier whatsoever to what they shared!
Well, he could find someone else to warm his bed next time he flew into Sydney. Adultery was not her scene. She might have been a fool to have let Bobby play her along with promises for three years, but she was not going to be used for his extra-marital pleasure. She'd seen what that second-string kind of relationship had done to her mother. Never, never, never would she go down the same demeaning and destructive path!
"Miss Wade, your gin and tonic."
Miranda wrenched her mind off burning thoughts and looked up at the smiling airline hostess who proceeded to lay a serviette on the small metal drinks tray, which extended from the wide armrest of the first-class seat. A little bottle of gin, a can of tonic water and a glass with ice cubes were set down.
Nice to be treated to first-class service by her new employers, Miranda thought, and hoped the drink might help relax her. "Thank you," she said, returning the smile.
The hostess's eyes glowed with interest as she remarked, "I just noticed the book in your lap, King's Eden. Are you heading there?"
It was the book Elizabeth King had given her for background information, once Miranda had signed the two-year contract that tied her to managing the wilderness resort. A history of the place and the family who owned it might be dry reading, but mandatory in the circumstances, and the best use of these hours in flight to Darwin. Miranda sternly told herself it was time she concentrated on her future course and put the past in the past.
"Yes, I am," she answered, deciding to plumb the interest being displayed. "Do you know it?''
"I've been there," came the obviously enthusiastic reply. "It's what you might call a legendary place in the Kimberly, owned and run by the cattle Kings. Now that they've opened up the wilderness park for tourists and built a resort to cater for them, it's a very popular outback destination."
"Did you stay at the resort?"
"Not at the homestead." An expressive eye-roll. "Too expensive. A group of us stayed three days in the tented cabins at Granny Gorge."
Tented cabins, camping sites, bungalows and homestead suites-four levels of accommodation to be managed, Miranda reminded herself-a far cry from a five-star hotel. Was she mad to take it on...two years in the wilderness?
"Did you think it was worth the trip?" she asked the hostess.
"Oh, yes! Well worth it! I've never seen so many butterflies. The trees around there were filled with them. And we swam in a gorgeous turquoise water-hole fed by waterfalls off the cliffs. Great way to have a shower."
"So you'd definitely recommend it."
"To anyone," the hostess confirmed. "Don't miss the Aboriginal carvings in the caves if you go to the Gorge."
"I won't. Thank you."
Well, King's Eden had appealed to at least one person, Miranda noted as the hostess moved off. Its only appeal to her at the present moment, was the chance it offered to live her life on her own terms.
If she'd stayed with the Regency hotel chain, she might have moved from assistant manager in Sydney to an overseas posting, an ambition she'd once nursed, but it would have only happened now if she'd also stayed sweet with Bobby. He'd made that clear, offering steps up the managerial ladder as a persuader to win her compliance with his marriage, which, he'd argued, was only for the purpose of cementing an alliance between two great international hotel chains.
Another lie!
The photograph of his French fiancƩe in the newspaper was more than enough proof to Miranda that Bobby would find his honeymoon no hardship at all.
He'd obviously been lying to her all along-three years of lies. The only thing she'd ended up believing was his threat to stop her getting a decent position anywhere else if she walked out on him. It was sickeningly clear he'd do and say anything to get his own way.
King's Eden offered her the perfect escape from that kind of victimisation. It was a one-off resort complex, not linked to anything or anyone that Bobby Hewson could touch or influence.
She smiled grimly as she recalled one of the questions Elizabeth King had asked at the interview.
"You are...unattached?"
Detached, Miranda had almost answered, barely swallowing her bitterness over Bobby's sleazy propositions and manipulations. "I am completely free, Mrs King," she had stated. "My life is very much my own."
And that was how it was going to be at King's Eden, Miranda vowed. Her own life run by herself. She didn't care how different the environment was, what problems she'd have to cope with. Her strong sense of self-worth demanded she make good on her own abilities... not by being a playboy's mistress!
She opened the book on her lap, determined on focusing her mind on the future. A map on the first page showed the Kimberly region-three hundred and twenty thousand square kilometres, stretching from the seaport of Broome on the high west coast of Australia to the border of the Northern Territory. Blocked out in green was King's Eden-a big chunk of outback country that would be the last place on earth Bobby Hewson would look for her.
It might not be the Garden of Eden, but at least it had no serpent in it. With that blessed assurance in her mind, Miranda turned. the page and began reading, acutely aware of having turned a page in her life and there was only one way to go...forward.
Chapter 1 Mistress to a married
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Chapter 2 Just tell me
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Chapter 3 I thought Mrs king
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Chapter 4 Nathan was stunned
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Chapter 5 The words were spoken
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Chapter 6 Needing to push
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Chapter 7 Miranda was already
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Chapter 8 How did one switch
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Chapter 9 Play
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Chapter 10 Miranda frowned
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Chapter 11 Mistress
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Chapter 12 The playing ended
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Chapter 13 It relates to my family
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Chapter 14 It was good
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Chapter 15 Someone coming
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Chapter 16 It was Tommy
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Chapter 17 Not at all
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Chapter 18 Day after day
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Chapter 19 Mr hewson mentioned
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Chapter 20 Tension
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Chapter 21 From that moment
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Chapter 22 It was her job
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Chapter 23 Ten past six
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Chapter 24 No she cried
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Chapter 25 Nathan had taken
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Chapter 26 A pleasant piece
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Chapter 27 Miranda had no
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Chapter 28 As it was
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Chapter 29 Nathan waited in his
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Chapter 30 I couldn't give
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Chapter 31 A wedding Elizabeth
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Chapter 32 A king family
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Chapter 33 Had she been too hard
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Chapter 34 At precisely
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Chapter 35 Dam
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Chapter 36 At the time I backed
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Chapter 37 Yes
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Chapter 38 It served to spring
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Chapter 39 Sam dutifully smiled
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Chapter 40 Tommy the sec
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