posted on June 1, 2015 by Dani Collins

The Allure Of A Love Affair

by Dani Collins

Seduced Into The Greek’s World

seduced-into-the-greeks-world.0Let’s talk love affairs. Not the cheating kind, but the classic, romantic, springtime in Paris, black-and-white movie kind. The kind where no one gets hurt except the two people drawn together by wild attraction who part with only a few wistful sighs, not true heartbreak.

That’s the kind of affair Natalie is dreaming of when she goes to Paris for a three-week stint. She’s a single-mom, married out of high school because she was pregnant then divorced just as quickly. She had a lot of family responsibility growing up so she’s never been footloose and fancy-free.

Until now.

Not that she’s serious! The fantasy of an affair is very much a fantasy. She’s never mastered dating so she doesn’t know how to find a man willing to take her to dinner let alone to bed. But, oh, wouldn’t it be nice if one wanted to?

Demitri Makricosta isn’t ‘nice.’ He’s charming, sexy, and very well practiced at brief, torrid affairs. Natalie works for the hotel he owns with his siblings, but she’s tart and saucy and even though it’s against company policy, he invites her to dinner.

It’s only dinner, Natalie tells herself, but dinner turns into a night club and from there they go to his apartment. Pretty soon she finds herself in the kind of passionate affair she had been longing for.

Lately Demitri has been thinking that ‘family’ is a four-letter word. Taking Natalie as his mistress is a perfect distraction from the massive secret his brother and sister kept from him. She’s the most delightfully compatible lover he’s ever had and he’d like to formally pull her from the IT department so she’s always available to him. He can’t understand why she won’t let him support and spoil her indefinitely.

Then he finds out the truth: she has a daughter waiting for her. The affair ends, Natalie is shattered, and Demitri has lost the one woman he’d begun to care about. He will never be a family man. Not if he can’t even reconcile with his own.

With Natalie’s help, however, perhaps he can do both?

Seduced Into The Greek’s World can be read as a stand-alone, but if you like linked books, you’ll want to read the first three stories in my Makricosta Dynasty series:

1. No Longer Forbidden?

2. More Than A Convenient Marriage?

3. An Heir To Bind Them

Seduced Into The Greek’s World

“I want you, Natalie. Not after five o’clock. Now.”

 Every woman has a fantasy she only dares dream about in the dead of night. But for single mom Natalie Adams, the reality of an affair in Paris with infamous billionaire Demitri Makricosta surpasses even her wildest dreams!

Demitri is astounded by fiery Natalie. One night isn’t enough, so to quench his lust he insists she become his mistress. The closer Natalie gets to emotions Demitri has kept locked away, the more he distracts her with dazzling gifts and luxury holidays to ensure that seduction remains the only thing between them…


“If you want an affair, Natalie, I’m your man.” His voice plummeted into throaty depravity, the want in him so quick and intense it tightened his airway.

Her lashes quivered and her pupils expanded. “I…It was just a fantasy,” she insisted—voice, tone, protest thin and insubstantial.

The elevator stopped again.

He pinned the door automatically with the well-practiced step of his foot into the sensor and the rest of him in her space.

She was off balance, breasts rising in a startled gasp as her hand went behind her searching blindly for the rail.

He braced his hands against the wall on either side of her head and took his time gazing on her wary expression, letting her get used to the idea. Some primal part of him deliberately forgot why he’d meant to let her go home alone.

“The first time I saw you I thought you would have such soft skin.” He leaned close enough to draw in the scent of her flushed cheek, letting their body heat build in the tiny space he allowed between them. Seduction was about giving a woman time to feel the want, then providing the relief.

“I’m not sure,” she whispered, but her gaze was on his mouth. Yearning parted her lips. “I didn’t mean for you to think…”

Patience, he warned himself, practically trembling with the avalanche of desire building behind his wall of self-control.

“I want this…” she whispered.

He moved in with the skill of a man who always got what he wanted, not by force, but persuasion.

Her mouth was a tender morsel that made his breath hiss out in gratification as he nuzzled it with his own. She responded hesitantly, then with openness, inviting his full possession, letting him guide her toward the sensual world he longed to explore with her. She was delightful, shy yet generous, eyes closed tight in pained pleasure. When a little sob of capitulation left her, when she brought her hands from behind her back to his chest and splayed them in a promising caress, he drew back just enough to speak.

“Come with me.”

Seduced Into The Greek’s World can be purchased in mass market paperback or eBook format from HarlequinMills & Boon, and the following retailers:

daniAward winning author Dani Collins wrote for twenty-five years before selling to Harlequin Mills & Boon in May of 2012. Since then, she’s turned in more than a dozen titles to Harlequin Presents and HarlequinE and four sexy, small-town novellas to Tule’s Montana Born. She has even found homes for some of her previously rejected manuscripts, including indie-publishing her single title romantic comedy, Hustled To The Altar and signing with a small press for her medieval fantasy, The Healer.

Dani doesn’t have any hobbies. She’s too busy writing. Her latest books are Seduced Into The Greek’s World, a June print and ebook from Harlequin Presents and His Blushing Bride from Montana Born, which released as an ebook on most major platforms May 11th, 2015.

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Dani Collins

Dani Collins

I grew up in Maple Ridge, a suburb of Vancouver, when it was still a small town. My father and both grandfathers switched up between logging and fishing so I grew into a quintessential BC girl: green, natural, and impervious to rain.

I started reading romance in high school. The first one I really remember featured a heroine researching her family tree in Scotland who meets a distant cousin (very distant!) and falls in love with him. I don’t remember much about the actual story, just the amazing setting, a heart-stopping kiss, and a happily ever after. I knew this was my kind of book and began consuming romances voraciously. Within a year or so, I wanted to write them for a living.

However, I thought becoming a writer was something you did when you were old. It was your second career. (Kinda turns out to be true in my case. Hashtag SpoilerAlert.) I still gave it a shot at twenty, taking up writing about the time I moved in with my high school sweetheart.

The key to writing, for those of you wondering, is to actually show up to the keyboard and make words land on a page. While I received my first rejection from Harlequin Presents when I was twenty-one, for the first decade or so, I was hit and miss at actually producing stories and sending them in. We traveled, got married, had kids… the usual distractions.

I also worked at various office jobs from a ski hill, to a real estate office, to a chiropractor’s office, to an air conditioning installer and some manufacturing facilities. None of these jobs was particularly glamorous and rarely a day went by when I didn’t imagine myself quitting to write full time.

When my husband took a job in the interior of BC, I thought my ship had come in. I was a stay-at-home writer for the first year, started writing for the local paper and concentrated on finishing manuscripts. When money got tight, I took a part-time job in yet another office. It turned into a fulltime job and I kept writing on the side, still hoping, dreaming, of someday writing full time.

I should mention that along the way, much like a gambling addict, I had just enough success to keep me going. I placed in several writing contests, most notably: HUSTLED TO THE ALTAR was a Golden Heart finalist and an American Title finalist. I also had an agent for a time. In 2008, I was notified that my story was a runner up in the Instant Seduction contest with Mills & Boon in London. I was convinced this was finally my big break.

Four. Years. Later…. And several (five or six) manuscripts later, they called to offer me a two-book contract. Did I quit my job? No. All those years of rejection had taught me not to count my chickens. So I wrote and worked and somehow managed to stay married despite the fact I didn’t really participate in family life or household chores. I’m surprised my kids didn’t sue me for neglect.

Almost a dozen books and two years later, I did quit my job. As of May 2014, I am a full-time writer and it is awesome. Click for my printable book list and you’ll see that I don’t have any problem with showing up at my desk and doing the work. I’ve even managed to pull a few of my old rejected manuscripts into the pile of paying titles. (Take heart from that, fellow rejected authors!)

And I was lucky enough to have one of my first books, PROOF OF THEIR SIN, nominated for a Reviewer’s Choice Award from Romantic Times Magazine. Having been a bridesmaid in so many contests, I was fairly convinced I’d remain honored to be nominated, but I won! Click here to see me with my daughter after I accepted the award.

What’s next? Well, I love, love, love writing for Harlequin Presents so expect as many of those out of me as they’ll take. I have some fun novellas with Tule Publishing’s Montana Born imprint and I have a few more of my rejected tomes I’d like to revise and publish. Honestly, I’ll do whatever it takes to keep this career going so I never have to work in any office except my own ever again.

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