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Название книги: The Master Player
Автор(ы): Emma Darcy
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Master-Player-193143.html
© 2009
I dedicate this book to all the readers who havetraveled through my worlds and shared thesmiles and the tears with me.
CHAPTER ONE
HE watched her. The launch party for the new hit television show was packed with celebrities, many of the women more structurally beautiful than the one he watched, but to Maximilian Hart’s mind, she outshone them all. There was a lovely simplicity about her that attracted both men and women, a natural quality that evoked the sense she would never play anyone false. The quintessential girl next door whom everyone liked and trusted, Max thought, plus the soft sensuality in her femininity that made every man want to go to bed with her.There was nothing hard, nothing intimidating about the way she looked. Her blonde hair was in a soft short flyaway style that invariably seemed slightly ruffled, not sprayed into shape. There were dimples in her cheeks when she smiled. Her face had no sharp lines. Even her nose ended in a soft tilt. And her body was how a woma
Название книги: The Master Player
Автор(ы): Emma Darcy
Жанр: Современные любовные романы
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Master-Player-193143.html
© 2009
I dedicate this book to all the readers who havetraveled through my worlds and shared thesmiles and the tears with me.
CHAPTER ONE
HE watched her. The launch party for the new hit television show was packed with celebrities, many of the women more structurally beautiful than the one he watched, but to Maximilian Hart’s mind, she outshone them all. There was a lovely simplicity about her that attracted both men and women, a natural quality that evoked the sense she would never play anyone false. The quintessential girl next door whom everyone liked and trusted, Max thought, plus the soft sensuality in her femininity that made every man want to go to bed with her.There was nothing hard, nothing intimidating about the way she looked. Her blonde hair was in a soft short flyaway style that invariably seemed slightly ruffled, not sprayed into shape. There were dimples in her cheeks when she smiled. Her face had no sharp lines. Even her nose ended in a soft tilt. And her body was how a woma
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