Leah’s Seduction 7
When Gianni and Leah return from a romantic trip to Rio their life explodes. A lawsuit is suddenly hanging over Gianni’s head, and it may rip them apart. He cannot protect Leah from the onslaught of publicity. Their relationship intensifies, bringing them closer during the stressful time. Then just as everything hangs in the balance, Leah is in tears over Gianni.
Leah is swept away to romantic Rio, and is more hopeful about their relationship. Back in New York new circumstances strike fear in her heart, but she hesitates to tell Gianni. When attacks are directed at him, Leah is by his side. Yet just when she feels safe, Leah makes a discovery that rips them apart.
Gianni takes Leah dancing in one of the most romantic cities in the world. He feels closer to her in Rio than he has before. Yet he has no time to work out his feelings. A legal matter demands his attention and may ruin the relationship he values most. Then Leah uncovers a secret that may take Gianni from her. Can he save his relationship with Leah?
Lately, I have seen Gianni looking at me differently. It’s as though he wants to say something, but doesn’t. I cannot figure it out. I don’t know if I will be able to understand Gianni, no matter how hard I try. He remains a mystery.
Despite our closeness, he is still emotionally distant. He has told me that he feels responsible for me. For my pleasure, my safety, and so much more. To be strong, Gianni must feel that he has to bury his own emotion. Would it weaken him if he felt love?
That is hard to envision. I think love makes you stronger. But as a man, Gianni may view it another way. He may see being in love as a weakness. I certainly hope not, because my dream is for him to love me. Truly love me.
OH MY!What a exciting book. Questions answered and more questions to be answered . When all seems to be going well with Gianni”s and Leah’s professional and personal life BAM! Here we go again. Ava is trying to step back into Gianni’s life, Leah is not going to let that happen (she loves him) Upon Leah returning from a business trip Leah sees her lost journal in Gianni’s apartment. I am going to leave you there. Questions that have to be answered. Will Ava worm her way back into Gianni’s arms? Why was Kyra’s new modeling interview brought into the story? Maybe has to do with Ava? Is Vadim still out to ruin Gianni? Will Gianni tell Leah he loves her? (I hope so) Maybe a wedding, children? So many questions unanswered Emily. Along with the other readers we will just have to wait for the next three books……. Barbara M.
Love, Love this series. Leah and Gianni are hotter then ever. With book 7 Gianni’s ex is back and causing trouble. Gianni doesn’t care as long as Leah is safe. We finally see that Gianni is maybe caring a lot more for Leah then he ever has before. But Eva coming back is the least of Gianni’s problem. Read this amazing series and see what happens. KOL79
Leah’s Seduction – Book 7
In her former job, Leah didn’t have a window in her office, but now she did. It seemed like such a small thing, yet it made such a difference. Gazing out over the city was so much better than staring at a dingy wall barely two feet away. And her office was a lot bigger.
Many things about working for GR Showroom were better. Gianni was certainly a highlight. Instead of having to wait each day, wondering if she would see him, Leah saw him daily. And she saw him in a different light. Observing him handling the affairs of his international operation, she realized how efficient he was.
And that was sexy. Not that Leah needed him to be hotter than he already was. But seeing him in business attire, commanding his team, was a definite distraction. Somehow she managed to focus enough to get her job done. Although she didn’t pass up any opportunities to drink in the sight of Gianni in motion.
Aida proved to be invaluable, as Leah had known she would. She had management experience, and during her career in fashion had held a variety of positions. This was all useful, and it became clear that she was top notch as an assistant.
Aida stood in the doorway. Her red hair was back to its formerly spiky style. The softer curly look had just been an experiment. She wore a pale copper suit that made her blue eyes stand out. “I’m going to pop out for some lunch,” she said. “Would you like to join me, or can I bring you something?”
“That’s okay. I’m going with Gianni later.” Leah noted her assistant’s relaxed demeanor. “Has everything still been all right? I mean, nothing more from Vadim?”
“No, I’m sure one clerk is as good as another to him,” she said. “If he is still in business, anyway.”
Leah laughed. “He’s struggling at best.”
“Yes, I’m sure he is. But since I dropped off my resignation, there has been no word. And that’s just as well with me.” Aida looked thoughtful. “You know security still keeps an eye on me.”
“Yes, Gianni arranged that. It is unlikely any harm will come to you,” Leah said. “But then it hasn’t been that long since the blowup. It’s better to take precautions.”
Aida shrugged. “I don’t mind. It does make me feel safer. Although I’m pretty sure I’m under the radar, if you know what I mean.”
“Well, you were. Until you starting working for me.” Leah frowned. “Now you are consorting with the enemy. That makes you more of a target.”
Aida sighed. “If we are lucky, it’s all over.”
Leah nodded. “I sure hope so.”
“Did you press charges? I know you talked about it.”
Leah shook her head. “It would have been justified. But I doubt much would have happened to Vadim even if I had. And I decided to just move on. Having to deal with him at all is distasteful, so I’d rather not start some legal action.”
Aida had been filled in on the role Leah played in supporting Gianni against Barrington. And she had heard the whole story about what happened in Vadim’s office that day. “I think that is smart. You have him backed off. I’m sure he is still wondering what you know and what you don’t. Vadim won’t be so quick to attack.”
“Exactly my thoughts. And what good would it do? It’s over. He has enough to deal with. Coming after me wouldn’t benefit him.”
Aida frowned. “Do you think Mason has given up on his vendetta against Gianni?”
“Gianni thinks so,” Leah said. “He is pretty certain they don’t want to tangle with him again.”
“Okay then, I’m off. I’ll be back shortly.”
Aida left, and, gazing out the window, Leah pondered how her life had changed. Freedom from Vadim and the oppressive job had brightened her days. She could fully express her passion for her work, and be properly recognized for it.
The fast-fashion division in Chicago was running smoothly, and Leah had a marketing campaign underway. It looked like Gianni was right that affordable designer fashions would sell well. Plus, she liked the idea of more women having access to new styles. And she geared her strategy around making every woman feel elegant without having to pay a fortune.
Sometimes she wondered if they were truly free of Mason and Vadim. Considering their vengefulness, she couldn’t be sure. Gianni had assured her that retaliation was unlikely, given his last conversation with him. But he erred on the side of caution, and kept security on the alert. At least until the financial disaster absorbing the attention of his enemies played out.
Pressing charges—and seeing Vadim squirm—would have been satisfying. But Leah had assured him that if he let her leave unharmed, she wouldn’t take action. She intended to keep her word, even though she doubted honesty meant anything to a man like him. It was safer not to stir the hornet’s nest. She was confident she had made the right decision.
Daniela had discovered afternoon tea, or high tea as it was called in New York. One Saturday, Leah and Kyra met her for a five-course tea at Lady Mendl’s. The establishment served a classic English afternoon tea in a brownstone on Irving Place. The décor included embroidered couches by the fireplace, and elegantly set tables.
“Don’t you just love this place?” she said, hugging her friends when they arrived.
Leah noted that Gianni’s sister wore very little makeup, despite her career. She didn’t need it. In her soft cream blouse and matching skirt, Daniela looked as Victorian as the setting. “Yes, I adore this style, the furnishings, the architecture…all of it.”
“I can just imagine a lady at the turn of the century entertaining guests here,” Kyra said, then slid gracefully into her chair. “It’s so charming.”
A waitress came by to attend to them. Since it was their first time at the tea salon, she explained that they would be served a variety of classic finger sandwiches, fresh-baked scones with clotted cream and jams, and a choice of fine teas.
They each made their tea choice, and then took a minute to gaze at the softly lit room with white linens, delicate china, and a vase of pink roses on each table. The tea arrived promptly, along with a plate of single-bite appetizers.
They chatted while they nibbled and drank. As soon as the plate was empty, finger sandwiches were served. “Let’s see,” Kyra said, scanning the menu beside her plate. “We have smoked salmon with crème fraîche on brioche, butternut squash and arugula on a crispy baguette, and curried chicken on pumpernickel.”
“How exotic,” Leah said, then lifted one of the tiny sandwiches and tasted it. “Yum, try the butternut squash one.”
Daniela took a nibble. “I wouldn’t have thought of butternut squash on a sandwich.” She took another bite. “It’s delicious.”
Kyra sipped her tea, then looked across at Daniela. “So are all your brothers older than you?”
Daniela nodded. “Yep. I’m the baby sister.” She chose another sandwich. “Gianni is the oldest. Then Jacob, Stephano, and Micah.”
“Guess you don’t have to worry about anyone messing with you,” Kyra said. “With that many brothers.”
“So true.” Daniela lifted her china teacup with her little finger raised, and took a sip.
“Is Stephano ever in New York?” Kyra said.
Daniela smiled. “Oh sure, but not often. He works internationally as a fashion photographer.” She looked at Kyra. “Do I detect an interest?”
Kyra laughed. “I might be. If he is as cool as Gianni.”
“All my brothers are pretty cool.” Daniela dabbed at her mouth with a lace napkin. “You might be in luck. I don’t think Stephano is with anyone now.” She looked at Kyra. “But…I have no idea when he will come to visit.”
“Just my luck,” Kyra said.
“But if he does, I’ll introduce you,” Daniela said. “He is tall and handsome.” She grinned. “Like all my brothers.”
“Tall is good,” Kyra said. “I’ve tried to date shorter men, but it doesn’t work. I tower over them, and it’s awkward.”
“Well, Stephano is over six feet, so no worries there.”
The scones arrived, and the conversation shifted to other topics. Leah bought a bottle of champagne for them to share. “Might as well have fun,” she said. The alcohol gave Leah just a bit of a buzz. She was having a good time.
Leah spread some blackberry preserves over a scone, and took a bite. “I saw your bodyguard outside,” she said to Daniela.
“Yes, I’m getting used to him. Although he doesn’t talk much.”
Leah laughed. “I’m sure you won’t need him much longer. There’s been no sign Vadim will show up again.”
Daniela shuddered. “He better not. He creeps me out.”
Kyra took a sip of champagne. “I might have some new job opportunities.”
“Oh yeah?” Leah said.
“I got a call from the owner of a modeling agency. She says she has seen my work, and wants to meet. It could be good.”
Daniela raised a brow. “Who was it?”
“Hmm, I have her card at home. I can’t think of her name right now. But her agency is called Catwalk Stardom.” Kyra shrugged. “I’m surprised I hadn’t heard that name before. But I’ll meet with her anyway, to see what she has to say.”
“Can’t hurt,” Leah said. “More work is always good, right?”
By the time dessert arrived they were all fairly full, although the cake did look tasty. Each took a bite just to see. It was yummy, but the consensus was to save room for the chocolate-covered strawberries coming next.
They had managed to make the courses last for hours, and once the food was cleared, they stayed longer to finish their champagne. “I’m up for shopping. Maybe I can burn off some of these calories,” Kyra said as she drained her glass. “How about you two?”
“I’m in,” Daniela said.
Leah smiled. “You don’t know what you are getting into.”
Daniela laughed. “I’m sure. Okay then, why don’t you both ride with me? My bodyguard will keep an eye on all of us.”
“That works,” Leah said. “I’ll tell the limo you will take us home later.”
Starting at the north end of Fifth Avenue, they worked their way south through Manhattan. They shopped the big department stores, and some luxury boutiques. Kyra was in her element choosing things for Leah and Daniela to try on.
And there was plenty to choose from at Bergdorf Goodman, Gucci, Banana Republic, and Prada. Loaded with bags, they made their way back to Daniela’s car. “Good thing I have a big trunk,” she said. The bodyguard helped stuff everything in.
They slid into the back seat. “I’m pooped,” Daniela said.
“I warned you about shopping with Kyra. She’s relentless,” Leah said.
Kyra nudged her knee and laughed. “Oh, you love it. Look at all the great stuff you got.”
“True,” Leah said. “Do you have any extra closet space? I don’t know where to fit more clothes.”
“Leave some at Gianni’s. He won’t mind,” Daniela said.
Leah laughed. “I already have stuff there. If I keep bringing more clothes over, he’s going to think I’m moving in.”
Daniela raised an eyebrow. “Not a bad idea.”
“Um, well, he has to ask first, you know,” Leah said.
“Well, if he doesn’t,” his sister said, “he’s making a big mistake.”
“He will when he’s ready,” Kyra said. “But it will happen.”
“I’m glad both of you know so much,” Leah said. “I’m not so sure. There’s been no sign that Gianni plans for us to be permanent.”
Daniela and Kyra looked at each other and smiled.
“What?” Leah said.
“Gianni will come around,” Daniela said. “You’ll see.”
Leah wished she had as much faith in that as his sister did. It was what she wanted. But she just wasn’t so sure if Gianni did. She’d been as patient as she possibly could. Yet Gianni seemed satisfied with how things were. Making a move toward permanency would only happen if he fell in love. Leah knew that much. But she was too timid to tell her friends that he had yet to say the words she longed to hear.