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Reckless Nights in Rome

Introduction - Reckless
Nights in Rome

Though the name of her celebration and
wedding cake business is up in lights, Bronte Ludlow doesn't care
for the trappings of success. All that matters to her is her
company, her independence and her heritage,The Dower House. Home to
her ancestors since the seventeenth century, no way will she part
with it to ‘a man with too much money and no soul’.

Nico Ferranti’s only
passions are money and power... He's a man who stopped
believing in romance long ago and Bronte's a romantic, yet the
attraction sparking between them like fireworks over the Piazza del
Popolo stuns Nico.

When Bronte's brother
is badly hurt in a car accident in Rome, Nico whisks Bronte to the
Eternal City. He wants her and he wants The Dower House and Nico
Ferranti always gets what he wants.

But Bronte’s heart has
already been broken by one ruthless charmer and although tempted
she isn’t about to give up either her heart or her home to the
charismatic Italian without a fight!

Reckless Nights in
Rome

By C C MacKenzie

  

 

Reckless Nights in
Rome

 

Copyright © C C
MacKenzie 2012

ISBN:
9781909331006 (eBook)

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This book is a work of
fiction.

Names, characters,
places and

incidents are either a
product of

the author’s
imagination or are

used fictitiously.
Any

resemblance to actual
people

living or dead, events
or locales is

entirely
coincidental.

 

Cover design by: K
Carmichael

 

About the
Author

 

C C MacKenzie is a
wife, and mother of three, based in South Cheshire, U.K.

Since childhood, she
dreamt of writing stories that readers would fall in love with, but
put those dreams on hold to focus on her family and her careers in
banking, fitness, interior design and construction. Reckless Nights
in Rome is her first novel, followed by 'A Stormy Spanish Spring'
in August 2012 and 'Capturing Coco’s Heart' in December 2012.

C C MacKenzie is
currently finishing three more Contemporary Romances due for
release in 2013. She is also working on a vampire paranormal saga
set in a cataclysmic urban future since she loves those
suckers!

Contact Me:

 

Email:
mailto:[email protected]

 

At
Smashwords:

https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/ccmackenzie

 

 

Om my Web /
Blog
http://ccmackenzie.wordpress.com/

 

And my Facebook
Author Page is:

 

http://www.facebook.com/CCMzie

 

 

 

 

Dedication

 

For Hugo

Who’s given me
plenty of Reckless Nights over the years. Love you.

 

 

 

 

 

Acknowledgements

 

 

I am deeply, deeply
indebted to the following for their help and support:

My husband, Hugo – for
tolerating the crazy woman and for cooking, shopping, being a
domestic God and stepping up to the plate (no pun intended) with
the technical stuff.

Critique partners;
Cynthia M Bristow, Cathy Lennon and Joanna Terrero – your talent
and unconditional support has been awesome. You guys seriously
rock!

To my beta readers,
Lynne, Sue and Mags.

Last but definitely not
least to Jane Wenham-Jones who was the first published writer and
‘how to’ guru to tell me I was a writer.

Thank you.

 

 

 

 

Table of
Contents

 

Introduction

About the
Author

Chapter
One

ChapterTwo

Chapter
Three

Chapter
Four

Chapter
Five

Chapter
Six

Chapter
Seven

Chapter
Eight

Chapter
Nine

Chapter
Ten

Chapter
Eleven

Chapter
Twelve

Chapter
Thirteen

Chapter
Fourteen

Chapter
Fifteen

Chapter
Sixteen

Chapter
Seventeen

Chapter
Eighteen

Chapter
Nineteen

Chapter
Twenty

Chapter
Twenty One

Chapter
Twenty
Two

Chapter Twenty
Three

Chapter Twenty
Four

Chapter Twenty
Five

Chapter Twenty
Six

Chapter Twenty
Seven

Chapter Twenty
Eight

Epilolgue

OTHER BOOKS BY CC
MACK
ENZIE

Released July
2012 'A Stormy Spring'- Chapter One

Due Late
Autumn - 'Run Rosie Run' - Chapter One - Part of the 'Ludlow Hall
Series'

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CHAPTER ONE

Nico Ferranti played to
win.

Winning was in
his blood. Along with a certain raw intelligence that had served
him well in the backstreets of Rome.

The scent he
inhaled now might be the heady aroma of Bentley leather, but he
never forgot the stink of human garbage or the unique burn of an
empty belly.

He was a
bastard. His maternal grandfather might have rescued him from one
hell, but his hatred of his late daughter’s illegitimate son had
thrust the young Nico into another type of hell. One of cold
disdain, a lack of affection and a certain controlled bullying that
should have destroyed him. It had only made him harder and
stronger.

Illiterate at
ten, with both hands he’d grabbed the opportunity of a Jesuit
education. By the time he was sixteen he’d gained straight A’s in
every subject and was fluent in four languages.

Although he
hadn’t exactly danced on his grandfather’s grave when he turned
twenty-two, he’d shed no tears. And even found it in his heart to
be grateful when the old bastard left him the legacy of four
hotels.

Now, twelve
years later, he was seriously wealthy. Not that he saw wealth as an
achievement, but with real money went responsibilities and many
pitfalls for the unwary.

Tonight his
Bentley growled to a halt in the car park of Ludlow Hall. A gust of
wind slapped the car, splattering sleet onto the windscreen.
Switching off the headlights, Nico relaxed for the first time in
three days as he sat back and studied the building.

January in
England did nothing to dull the pleasure of his latest love and she
was a beauty. Built in the seventeenth century for a trade Baron,
Ludlow Hall with its one hundred and forty rooms, was built along
the graceful lines of a bygone era and looked magnificent. The
contractors had done an outstanding job bringing the renovations in
early and more importantly, on budget.

Nico wanted his
guests relaxed and happy. The watchwords in his business were
quality and class and Ludlow Hall oozed both along with an old
world charm. But what underpinned the whole was sheer luxury. The
food and service were outstanding in a Ferranti hotel. The rooms
ran from luxurious to sumptuous. The hotel was set in fifteen
hundred acres of fabulous countryside and he catered for everyone
including intimate romantic breaks, clay pigeon shooting and
fishing.

But the spa was
at the heart of it.

The great and
the good loved to escape from the City to indulge themselves and
their latest passions. They could come for a day to be pampered,
oiled and treated. Or spend a week detoxing from indulgence or
experience mind and body balance for burnout. A Ferranti Hotel
& Spa catered for all.

Nico rubbed
gritty eyes. He’d been travelling for thirty hours straight. His
brain needed to crash and his stomach craved sustenance. With a
yawn, he decided to do both, after he bid a quick hello to
Alexander Ludlow.

Nico’s tired
brain segued to one of the main reasons for his visit.

Alexander’s
parents, Lord and Lady Ludlow had been killed in a head-on
collision with a drunk driver. Two years later, the tragedy still
shook the neighbourhood and the family.

And Alexander
was suffering. He’d thrown himself into work to cope with his loss.
Nico could understand it even if he’d never had a family himself.
The Ludlow family had been a close-knit unit comprised of their
late parents, Alexander and his sister Bronte. But recently,
something had happened to blow the sibling’s relationship
apart.

It wasn’t
bereavement or the sale of Ludlow Hall that caused the rift, Nico
was sure of it. Although he knew the sale had stirred up a goddamn
hornet’s nest, Bronte in particular had taken it hard and refused
to have anything to do with the renovations. She’d de-camped to The
Dower House.

None of it was
Nico’s business, but he was worried, his friend appeared too close
to burnout.

It had taken
time, but he’d managed to cajole Alexander to do a spot inspection
of three hotels, saying he had concerns about the management, which
wasn’t quite true. All of his hotels ran like clockwork. But Nico
wasn’t above using underhand methods to get his own way and to
ensure Alexander took a break. The deal was that Nico would run
Ludlow Hall in his absence and he was looking forward to it, as he
rarely got the chance to get his hands dirty these days.

He’d arrived a
day earlier than expected to attend the first society wedding to be
held at the Hall tomorrow. Due to the high public profile of the
couple, the press were out in force.

Meanwhile his
mind segued to his next challenge, The Dower House and the elusive
Bronte Ludlow who occupied far too much of his mind these days.

His offer for
The Dower House and its eighteen acres of land had been more than
generous. The purchase would complete the estate. However, things
were not going according to plan.

Bronte wasn’t
having any of it.

Her initial
rejection of his offer was a one word reply. No. Three subsequent
offers, she’d returned to sender.

He’d managed to
speak to her by phone, once. The conversation, her part of it
anyway, had been short, sharp and to the point. And, he gripped the
steering wheel, she’d been obnoxious.

She wasn’t
interested in selling her home to a man who had far too much money
for his own good and no soul. She was, she said, perfectly content
with living in a house built on land her family had lived on for
generations. The Dower House was her home, was it not? Why didn’t
he bugger off and find something else to do with his time and money
instead of harassing her?

Impudent little
witch. The unfairness of it still stung since Alexander had
approached Nico in the first instance to buy the Hall.

He was offering
to help her start again. Nico knew she needed the money since her
parents left their children nothing but debts. He should leave her
to stew in her own juice. But he wanted The Dower House and since
Nico Ferranti always got what he wanted, that was the end of the
matter.

Fingers tapping
the steering wheel, he frowned. Maybe Alexander could help him?

No, he decided,
the man had enough on his plate and he didn’t want to cause more
trouble between brother and sister.

Bronte would
sell. Once he’d found the right button to push. In his experience
that button with women, usually, was money. By her behaviour, Nico
decided Ms Bronte Ludlow was a piece of work.

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