Table Of ContentRapine: Abducted by the Billionaire (The Trophy Wife, Book I)
Ravish: Ravished by the Billionaire (The Trophy Wife, Book II)
Retrieval: Saved by the Billionaire (The Trophy Wife, Book III)
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RAPINE
Origin:
Middle English rapyne, from Anglo-French rapine, from Latin rapina, from
rapere to seize, rob
Definition:
The violent seizure and carrying off of another's property.
PREFACE
Males have to pass through many a contest before they win a female, and the
older males have to retain their females by renewed battles.
- Charles Darwin
A man fighting another man for a woman is something so incredibly primal,
savage, and hot. It turns on nearly every woman to see a man fight for her.
What makes men so attractive is that they are the opposite of women;
physically, emotionally, and mentally. Men are built stronger, bigger, and more
muscular. Men can be tender, romantic, and caring with women but competitive,
harsh, and violent around other men. Men are possessive, protective, and
aggressive at times. That’s what makes men so attractive to women. Feminine
women want to be protected, cared for, and loved tenderly. The most feminine
woman desires the most masculine man.
I wanted to write a tale that combined the civilized and the primal male
because I find this mix so irresistible: men who are handsome, intelligent,
wealthy, but also savage, aggressive, and chauvinistic.
MAIN CHARACTERS
Cheryl Lynn
Cheryl is twenty-two. Cheryl’s parents are both from the Czech Republic and
Cheryl was born in New York. She is feminine, reserved, and is most
comfortable with her small group of friends. She values her romantic
relationships greatly, and is devoted and loyal to those she loves. She gains
pleasure from pleasing her romantic partner.
Derek Cartier
Derek is thirty-seven. He was born in Poland and currently resides in
Manhattan. He is a venture capitalist and a member of an elite secret society. He
is a very private and serious man who demands respect. He is engaged to Cheryl
Lynn.
Julian Stone
Julian is thirty-one. He was born in Geneva and currently has one hundred
twenty-one residences around the world. He is a black-belt martial artist. He is
extremely determined, unbending, dominant, and aggressive. He always gets
what he wants.He vigilantly protects and cares for his loved ones.
PROLOGUE
As a little girl, I always imagined being in love, having a perfect wedding,
and a man who made love to me tenderly, passionately, and loved me
unconditionally. I never imagined this; a brutally forceful man who has to get his
way, ALWAYS. If he doesn’t get his way, he is enraged.
Derek is gorgeous, powerful, and incessantly dominant. He has a stone-hard,
muscular, deep-tanned body. He has big, thick arms that I can’t wrap my two
hands around. He has midnight-black hair, dark-brown eyes and a defined,
square jawline. He rarely smiles, except when with me in private.
Everyone has the deepest respect for him, a deep fear of displeasing him. He
is thirty-seven and currently one of the most powerful men in the world. He told
me that in his twenties and early thirties he founded and sold numerous multi-
billion dollar companies. He told me that he owns many commercial properties
around the world. He told me he is currently a venture capitalist. What really lit
my passion for him was that he told me he was part of an elite secret society. I
only heard about men this powerful in movies, books, or on television.
He was raised in Poland and came to New York with his family when he was
eight. He loves classical music, traveling, the finer things in life, and collecting
luxury watches. However, he is still a mystery to me in many ways. He never
told me any profoundly personal things about himself. He never tells me where
he goes off every day.
I only see him on weekday evenings. On Sundays, we usually spend the day
together, doing such things as a spa day getting a couple’s massage; lounging in
bed all day drinking wine and watching movies; or leaving the city and going
horseback riding, wine tasting, and hiking.
Last week he had proposed and I had said yes. He bought me the most
classically elegant engagement ring by Lorraine Schwartz. It’s cushion cut,
micropavé, super ideal cut, D flawless, ten carat in the center.
He had selected the perfect time and place for a proposal with it being an
especially beautiful fall day in Manhattan. Central Park was sunny and had the
brightest orange and red leaves scattered about everywhere. There was a crystal
clear blue sky with not one cloud. He had gotten down on one knee in Central
Park after a romantic horse-drawn carriage ride. It was a simple, utterly classic
proposal, nothing over the top, but perfect in my mind. I must have said yes like
fifty times.
The story begins when a few years ago, my best friends, Tanya and Yula,
began dating men they termed The Manhattan Elite, while I was studying at
Yale University School of Art. These men my friends were dating were not
multi-millionaires; these men were billionaires. My friends had always had their
eyes on this species of men, and said they would never settle for a man who
made less than five million per year.
Tanya and Yula have been my best friends since high school. They both look
like top supermodels and I’m really not surprised. Yula is Brazilian and Tanya is
Russian.
Yula has long jet-black hair up to her lower back that she nearly always
wears down in loose, cascading waves. She has emerald green eyes set below
thick, well-defined and high-arched eyebrows. Her face is round, with a tiny
little nose, and very full lips. She’s breathtakingly beautiful.
Tanya is even more beautiful. Tanya has a diamond-shaped face, sapphire
blue eyes, and a small button nose. She wears her long, blonde hair in different
styles every single day and tells us she styles her hair on her own. She must have
a colossal encyclopedia of different hairstyles because I rarely see her with the
same hairstyle two days in a row.
Yet even though my two best friends are so very beautiful, Derek has told
me that I am even more beautiful than Tanya or Yula. I can’t imagine what could
make me so much more beautiful than them. Both my parents are Czech and I
have their features of dark brown hair, brown eyes, full lips, and an oval face.
Tanya found herself a tech billionaire right after I graduated and took a job
as a Publicity Coordinator at The Museum of Modern Art in New York.
Thanks to Tanya’s wisdom, and her constant discussion about The
Manhanttan Elite, I was open and willing to meet a wealthy man, but it’s not
like I was actively searching for one and it’s not like it’s hard bumping into a
billionaire in Manhattan, especially when you are attractive, well-groomed, and
well-dressed.
While I was leaving work, Derek had walked up to me, and my eyes lit up
when I saw his chiseled face and strong masculine features. I felt instant
