The Renegade Billionaire. Rebecca Winters
REBECCA WINTERS lives in Salt Lake City, Utah. With canyons and high alpine meadows full of wildflowers, she never runs out of places to explore. They, plus her favourite vacation spots in Europe, often end up as backgrounds for her romance novels because writing is her passion, along with her family and church. Rebecca loves to hear from readers. If you wish to e-mail her, please visit her website at: www.cleanromances.net
The Renegade Billionaire
Rebecca Winters
ISBN: 978-1-474-00149-6
THE RENEGADE BILLIONAIRE
© 2015 Rebecca Winters
Published in Great Britain 2020
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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Table of Contents
To my wonderful children, who put up with me
while I write books of the heart. They know
I love them, but they also know my mind is
often somewhere deep into a love story of
my own concoction.
AFTER WASHING THE sweat from his body, Stavros Konstantinos wrapped a towel around his hips and walked out on his terrace. The view of the blue Aegean from his private villa atop pine-covered Mount Ypsarion always renewed him.
Because of another of many such impasses, today’s board meeting in Thessaloniki on the Greek mainland had ended early for him. His proposal for a new product to be manufactured and marketed by the Konstantinos Marble Corporation had met with total defeat.
At that point a blackness had swept through him. The sickness that had been coming on for the past year had finally caught up to him. Depression was a feeling he’d never known before, but he couldn’t label it as anything else.
Knowing that his family members who made up the majority of the board still lived and operated as if it were 1950, he hadn’t expected any other result. With the exception of his elder brother, Leon, everyone else down to the last cousin was against any new innovations and refused to hear him out. They were afraid of change.
That was fine with him. In his free time he’d had a new plant built on his own land. Now that the family had refused to listen to him and wanted no part of it, he and his two partners, Theo and Zander, would be starting production on Monday.
Since he’d gotten nowhere with the members of the board, he’d told them he was resigning from his position as managing director of the corporation immediately.