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About Covenant:
Danger. Passion. Obsession.
But that's before he lays eyes on Charlotte Duval.
An expert in antique furniture, Charlotte is in Paris to close up her recently deceased father's antique store. Her plan? Finish the job as quickly as possible, preferably without touching the still-tender wound of their estranged relationship, and return to L.A.. And even the enigmatic Christophe Marchand can't tempt her to stay. Then the discovery of an elaborate ring hidden inside a 16th century writing desk sets off a chain of events that sends her to Christophe for protection. Soon the pair are traveling to Vienna in search of answers to an unsolved theft that once rocked the art world.
Charlotte Duval is no man's arm candy.
But when their hunt intersects with an ominous takeover of Christophe's business, it becomes clear that their common cause will either destroy them -- or force them to come to terms with the true price of love.
He let his gaze slide to Charlotte across the aisle of the private plane. Her head was bent to a book, an obviously well-read copy of Suite Francaise she’d carried onto the plane. She flipped the page, and he caught sight of the smudge at her wrist, the discoloration marring her porcelain skin.
His outrage was immediate. It was like looking at a work of art that had been damaged by someone careless and cruel. He wanted to repair the damage, but there was something else — a kind of ache in his chest at the knowledge that whoever had done it had caused her fear or pain.
That she’d been alone in that moment.
He didn’t like the thought of her being alone and afraid.
The realization left him with a deep sense of disquiet. He didn’t like disquiet. He turned his attention to the catalog in front of him. An important estate was coming up for auction in Berlin. He would have to have his buyer there attend and bid on his behalf.
He felt better as he turned the pages of the catalog, mentally tracking the pieces that were of interest to him. This was his world. A world of oil paintings and gilded frames, centuries old mahogany and oak, stained glass and the finest gems.
Here everything made sense, everything was for sale. And if one couldn’t own the object of one’s desire, there was always another of equal beauty around the corner.
He kept turning the pages long after he was really seeing the items displayed there, his mind turning over the unwelcome suspicion that Charlotte Duval wasn’t like all the other beautiful things in his world.
That she would not be for sale.
That she would not be replaceable.
Michelle St. James aka Michelle Zink is the author of seventeen published books and seven novellas. Her first series, Prophecy of the Sisters (YA), was one of Booklist's Top Ten Debut novels. Her work has also been an Indie Next selection and has appeared on prestigious lists such as the Lonestar List, New York Public Library's Stuff for the Teen Age, and Chicago Public Library's Best of the Best. Her books have been published in over thirty countries and translated into over twenty languages. She lives in New York with too many teenagers and too many cats.
This is not your mother’s mob.
Excerpt
His outrage was immediate. It was like looking at a work of art that had been damaged by someone careless and cruel. He wanted to repair the damage, but there was something else — a kind of ache in his chest at the knowledge that whoever had done it had caused her fear or pain.
That she’d been alone in that moment.
He didn’t like the thought of her being alone and afraid.
The realization left him with a deep sense of disquiet. He didn’t like disquiet. He turned his attention to the catalog in front of him. An important estate was coming up for auction in Berlin. He would have to have his buyer there attend and bid on his behalf.
He felt better as he turned the pages of the catalog, mentally tracking the pieces that were of interest to him. This was his world. A world of oil paintings and gilded frames, centuries old mahogany and oak, stained glass and the finest gems.
Here everything made sense, everything was for sale. And if one couldn’t own the object of one’s desire, there was always another of equal beauty around the corner.
He kept turning the pages long after he was really seeing the items displayed there, his mind turning over the unwelcome suspicion that Charlotte Duval wasn’t like all the other beautiful things in his world.
That she would not be for sale.
That she would not be replaceable.
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