Table of Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Part I
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Epilogue
Bonus Content: Knight Brothers Series Part 2
PART 2
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Epilogue
Bonus Content: Knight Brothers Series Part 3
PART 3
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Epilogue
Billionaire Bash
The Complete Steele Series
Natalia Banks
Contents
Billionaire Bash
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Bonus Content: Knight Brothers Series
Part I
Copyright
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Epilogue
Bonus Content: Knight Brothers Series Part 2
PART 2
Copyright
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Epilogue
Bonus Content: Knight Brothers Series Part 3
PART 3
Copyright
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
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Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Epilogue
About the Author
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Steele Series Book 1
Chapter 1
It’s happening again. Mark pushed his beloved Porsche 911 convertible up winding Mulholland Boulevard, tires screeching under a nervous moon.
Kerri screamed, “Mark, stop it, you’re going to kill us both!”
But he only shrugs, and that’s when Kerri realizes that they’re both wearing pajamas, bathrobes, slippers. “What do we have to live for anyway?”
Kerri’s heart is pounding behind her chest, blood icy in her veins as the steep drop on the side of that infamous road revealed a deadly fall, nothing but blackness as far as the eye could see.
“Mark, please … ”
“Mark, please,” he whined, mocking her. “Please, Mark, please! That’s not what you were saying when divorce came up. You don’t love me, you never loved me!”
“That's not true, Mark.” Kerri’s voice cracks, hands pressing against the dashboard. “But you’re out of control! With the booze and the pills, you’re not the man I married.”
“No,” Mark says, suddenly calm, letting his hands fall away from the steering wheel. “I’m the man you murdered.”
“Mark, no!” Kerri reached for the steering wheel, but it was too late. The tires were still touching the street, but Kerri had no leverage and couldn’t control the car as it careened through the safety rail with a loud, metallic crunch.
The Porsche went into free-fall, nose tipping downward, rear end catching up fast. Kerri was trapped, her world turned upside down, and she was about to die.
Her phone rang.
* * *
Kerri Abernathy sprang up from a fitful sleep, blonde hair plastered against her head with cold night sweat. Her heart pounding, mouth dry, as she looked around her bedroom, her smartphone rang with a musical jingle. Her breasts rose and fell with her panting, the sheets damp before she dropped her head back onto the pillow.
Just a dream, Kerri told herself, I wasn’t there with Mark that night.
I didn’t die.
Kerri recognized the name on the screen and swiped it on the third ring.
“Yvonne.”
“Ker, are you just waking up?”
Kerri looked around the room, eyes squinting, thoughts hazy as the morning sun. “Yeah, what time is it?”
“Nine o’clock, sleepy head. Time for our spa day. I’ll pick you up in twenty.”
Another spa day, Kerri repeated. Why the hell not? What else have I got to do? It’s not as if I’ve got a life or anything.
Those twenty minutes passed quickly; a fast shower to cleanse her pale, lightly freckled skin, hot water cascading over her shapely legs, fat-free torso, breasts round and firm. In her mid-twenties, Kerri felt as if she were still in her prime, and not some old widow waiting for death; at least she felt that way most of the time.
Once at New Sensations, the newest and most popular day spa in Beverly Hills, Kerri was finally able to relax. Yvonne Suggs, a curvy brunette and her best friend, lay on a massage table next to Kerri while the two enjoyed a deep tissue massage. The magical fingers of a handsome, dark-skinned young man dug into her back and shoulder muscles, working away the kinks with every powerful pinch and knead. The salty smell of seaweed was heavy in the air, as she took long, drawn out breaths.
Once Kerri’s body was well worked and relaxed, hot stones were placed at key points along her spine, sending soothing waves of warmth throughout her muscles, her chest, all the way down her entire being. She was too relaxed to speak.
Kerri and Yvonne were chin deep in a heavy mud bath, cucumber slices on their eyes, when Yvonne finally said, “Feel better?”
Kerri smiled, despite herself. “What makes you think I wasn’t perfectly fine this morning?” Yvonne just chuckled, and Kerri had to as well. “Never could fool you.”
“What are best friends for other than to see through each other’s bullshit?” They chuckled again, but it didn’t last.
Kerri said, “I had that dream again.”
“Oh, Ker, when are you gonna get some professional help for that?”
“Yvonne, I’m not crazy, just … it’s only been a year. It haunts me, what can I say?”
“So go to a dream whisperer or something. It’s been a year, and you really do have to move on, at least get a good night’s rest. It’s called self-care, Kerri, and you need it.”
“I’m here, aren’t I?”
“Yeah, and this is great for stress. God, I don’t remember how I ever survived back in Detroit, before I met Harvey. And it’s time for you to stop thinking about the past too.”
“I know, I’m … I’m dealing with it, in my own way.”
After a long, sad pause, Yvonne spoke quietly, “It wasn’t your fault, y’know. You did everything you could to save him, we did that intervention. By the end, he wasn’t even the same person. The man you married died years before that car crash.”
“Yeah, I know that, Yvonne, I really do, but … how much of that was my fault?”
“None of it. He lost control, and that’s something we each have to deal with for ourselves. What you need is a man who’s still in control of his life, a real man, not some out-of-control man-child on a bender.”
“C’mon, Yvonne, that’s a little unfair. Mark was dealing with a lot of shit before he died. — ”
“Okay, Ker, I say this with all the love and respect in the world, and I’ve waited a year to say it: Mark was a rising star, on his way to being one of the greatest actors of his generation. He was rich and famous and had a gorgeous, loving wife. So, where was all that shit you’re talking about?”
“His father, Mark felt he could never please him. I think that was something we had in common. You know me and my mom, all that mess we were constantly going through.”
“And how long has it been since you’ve called home?”
“Home? I live in my own home, alone. I call them on the holidays.”
“When you have to.”
“That’s right. Mark used to say, ‘Family is just the first people you meet.’”
“Pretty dark stuff, Ker.”
“But true. Hey, it brought us together.”
“Mutual misery is nothing to build a marriage on, Ker. Even so, he then shot movie after movie, cheating on you with his female leads.”
“Those were only rumors, Yvonne, nobody ever came forward.”
“How many rumors must you tolerate before you hear that something was happening?- Ker, you just didn’t want to know, you didn’t want to accept it or believe it.”
“I should have been with him on those movie sets.”
“What about your own career?”
Kerri rocked her hea
d in the soothing mud. “Oh please; a few slasher movies and a pilot they couldn’t sell. That’s not a career, it’s a death march.”
Yvonne asked, “Why don’t you call up your old agent, see if he’s got anything good?- Y’never know.”
“Actually, this time, I do know; Lew Stallmaster died last year. I hear his son Benjamin’s in charge now.”
“So?”
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