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CLAIMING THEIR BRIDES

CLAIMING THEIR BRIDES

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Chapter 1Ā Ric Donato

Word Count: 1015 Ā Ā Ā |Ā Ā Ā  Released on: 09/09/2022

ng celebrities at the Australian Film Industry Awards. That was the big number this week. Freelance photographers-some reputable, some paparaz

twork of agencies sold-here in Australia, Los Angeles, New York, London,

t the appeal of those photographs had been very limited. He'd learnt the hard way that it was pretty pictures that s

okered through his agencies. They even alerted his staff about photo opportunities, happy to supply the demands of the media as long

body

mula for succ

ocial strata. He'd known that instinctively at sixteen, forgotten it in his twenties when he'd pursued

ore Hollywood stars departing, Ric thought, idly watching un

a

discolouration beside her left cheekbone part of a black eye?

ed-heir and current CEO to the Nursing Home empire his father had built. Born to huge wealth and with

d eyes emanating a vicious threat. He had one arm wrapped tightly around Lara's shoulders.

for the gossip page

h society, usually photographed as two of the most beautiful people

im before carrying out the actio

s not a happy snap, Ric.' 'Print

ut

for gossip pages and I don't want it printed publicly,' he said decisi

, Ric,' Kathryn reminded him, her

office. She was in charge when he was elsewhere. He trusted her judgme

since he'd been taken to Gundamurra...yet the sight of her, looking as

pretty face, trim figure always smartly dressed in a business suit-all in all a very attractive package, housing a brain that invariably displayed a

fiancƩ was good enough for her. Yet he'd never wante

drawn with delicate distinction, eyes the sparkling blue of summer skies, a beautiful smile that was both shy and inviting, smooth unblemished skin that glowed with a

ure, yet she'd also embodied the mystique of the unattai

ryn,' he said quietly. 'She w

el?' She looked astou

nd burned her cheeks. Her gaze was hastily switched to the

the point, curious to kn

ot my business, Ric

. Let's face it...you'd have to be one of the most eligible bachelo

et

t look. 'You never seem to h

y. 'I lead a bus

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