Windarra Stud — Elizabeth Duke

The smile was devastating

It did wonders for Blade's face, Kelly admitted grudgingly, wiping away the cynical lines and the usual derision. It did something to her heart, as well, and that she could not allow.

For Blade Ryan was the enemy. He expected her to just sell him her inheritance -- this beautiful Australian stud farm -- and then go meekly home, admitting defeat. All she'd he left with was an abundance of cold hard cash and a dim memory of a place she'd never call her own.

Over my dead body, Blade Ryan, she vowed.