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Met His Match series by Louisa Masters

“๐˜š๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต, ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ, ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜บ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ด…” – Rainbow Book Reviews
Author: Louisa Masters
Title: Charming Him & Offside Rules
Series: Met His Match Novels
Re-Release: December 11th 2019
Genre: M/M Romance
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Hardworking Australian nurse Ben Adams inherits a substantial sum and decides to tour Europe. In Monaco, the home of glamour and the idle rich, he meets French billionaire playboy Lรฉo Artois.

After getting off on the wrong footโ€”as happens when one accuses a stranger of being part of the Albanian mafiaโ€”their attraction blazes.

Lรฉo, born to the top tier of society, has never known limits, and Ben, used to budgeting every cent, finds it difficult to adjust to not only Lรฉo’s world, but also the changes wealth brings to his own life.

As they make allowances for each other’s foibles, Ben gradually appreciates the finer things, and Lรฉo widens his perspective.

They both know one thing: this is not a typical holiday romance and they’re not ready to say goodbye.
๐‘ƒ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ต๐‘ข๐‘›๐‘›๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ต๐‘–๐‘™๐‘™๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘’.

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Newly retired championship football player Simon Wood is taking on his next challenge. His plan for a charity to provide funding for underprivileged children to pursue football as a career has passed its first hurdle: he has backers and an executive consultant. Now itโ€™s time to get the ball rolling.

Lucien Morel, heir to the multibillion-euro Morel Corporation, is shockedโ€”and thrilledโ€”to learn his father has volunteered him as consultant to a fledgling football charity. Better yet, the brains behind it all is heartthrob Simon Wood, his teenage idol and crush.

Although Simon and Lucien get off on the wrong foot, itโ€™s not long before theyโ€™re getting along like a house on fireโ€”sparks included.

But with the charity under public scrutiny, can their romance thrive?
๐‘ƒ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ด๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘™๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐ด๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ก

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Charming Him

Ben leaped to his feet, nearly slamming into a passing hotel guest, and after profuse apologies hurried toward the lifts. Halfway there, he decided pretending to be late was just as lame as being eagerly early, so he changed direction abruptly and went over to one of the shops in the foyer, peering in the window and pretending to be fascinated by the display while he actually watched the reflection in the glass of the doors behind him. It took him a few minutesโ€”and the glare of the saleswoman in the storeโ€”to realize he was โ€œstaringโ€ at a womenโ€™s swimwear display. His face went hot and he took two quick steps backโ€”
And collided with a warm body. A hard body. One that smelled so good.
Of course Lรฉo would be witness to yet another embarrassing moment.
Ben slowly turned around and smiled weakly. โ€œHey.โ€
Lรฉoโ€™s amused smile melted his insides. Without the concern about his identity or the buffer of alcohol, lust hit hard and sharply. Today, the demigod was wearing an outfit similar to his own, only his shirt was red, a color that did amazing things for Lรฉoโ€™s dark skin and eyes. Benโ€™s cock jerked in his too-tight trousers, trying to sit up and beg.
โ€œGood afternoon,โ€ Lรฉo said, and Christ, how had Ben not noticed how amazing his voice was? It was like coconut rough, if coconut rough were a voice, or voices could be chocolate. It vibrated through every cell in Benโ€™s body, the warm, deep timbre stroking overโ€”
โ€œBen?โ€ From the questioning tone, it wasnโ€™t the first time Lรฉo had said his name. Ben hadnโ€™t thought it was possible for his cheeks to get hotter, but it seemed he was wrong.
โ€œEr, sorry. Um. Distracted. Rememberingโ€ฆ stuff. That I need to do. But not right now!โ€ he rushed to assure Lรฉo. โ€œNow Iโ€™m all yours. For lunch. I mean, to have lunch with.โ€ He fell silent, wishing fervently that he had a time machine and could redo the last ten minutes. Sitting by the door eagerly was suddenly a much more sensible option.
โ€œIโ€™m glad you are all mine for lunch,โ€ Lรฉo murmured, with a hot look that couldnโ€™t be misunderstood. Ben was sure his heart actually stopped beating.
โ€œWhat would you like for lunch?โ€ Lรฉo asked. โ€œHave you eaten here at the hotel yet? The main restaurant is only open for dinner, but the restaurant upstairs is decent. Or we could go to the club.โ€
โ€œThe club?โ€ Ben asked blankly. Like a nightclub? That served lunch?
โ€œThe yacht club,โ€ Lรฉo told him. โ€œThey have a nice bistro there for casual meals.โ€
Benโ€™s eyes went wide. Heโ€™d never been to a yacht clubโ€”didnโ€™t even know anyone who had a yacht, although maybe now he didโ€”but his image of one was based on many movies, and he was sure it wasnโ€™t a place heโ€™d fit well. The โ€œcasualโ€ hotel restaurant, on the other hand, heโ€™d walked past several times, and it looked quite comfortable, even if he hadnโ€™t wanted to spend that much on meals while he was here.
โ€œLetโ€™s eat here,โ€ he said quickly. โ€œI havenโ€™t tried the restaurant yet, but I saw the menu and it looks good.โ€
Lรฉo smiled in a way that made Benโ€™s stomach feel funny, and in short order they were at the mostly open-air restaurant on the roof level, greeted effusively by a man who seated them at what Ben was sure was the best table in the place, shaded yet with an uninterrupted view of the Mediterranean.
If he hadnโ€™t been so stupidly nervous, Ben would have soaked it up.
The maรฎtre dโ€™hรดtel left them, replaced by an eager waiter who asked what they wanted to drink. Lรฉo shot Ben a wicked glance, his lips curving, and Benโ€™s face went hot.
โ€œSparkling water,โ€ Lรฉo told the waiter. โ€œThen perhaps wine later.โ€ The man left, and Ben smiled gratefully at Lรฉo.
โ€œThank you,โ€ he said. โ€œAnd thank you for being so good about last night. I know I made a bit of a fool of myself.โ€
โ€œNot at all,โ€ Lรฉo said gallantly. โ€œYou were charming.โ€
Ben laughed outright. โ€œI wouldnโ€™t have called it that, but hey, your description sounds better than mine. Anyway, I drank too much of that incredible champagne, and you were really nice. So thanks.โ€
Lรฉoโ€™s expression was warm and approving. โ€œIโ€™m glad you enjoyed the champagne, and it was my pleasure to spend the evening with you. We would not be here now otherwise.โ€
Benโ€™s face went hot again, and he buried it in his menu. He felt awkward, even more than usual, and desperately wanted the loosening effects of alcohol. Maybe he should have ordered a drink, after all, but he didnโ€™t want Lรฉo to think he was a lush.
Come on, Ben. You donโ€™t need alcohol to talk to the billionaire playboy son of a princess.
Louisa Masters started reading romance much earlier than her mother thought she should. While other teenagers were sneaking out of the house, Louisa was working out how to read romance novels without being discovered. As an adult, she feeds her addiction in every spare second, only occasionally tearing herself away to do things like answer the phone and pay bills. She lives in Melbourne, Australia, where she whines about the weather for most of the year while secretly admitting sheโ€™ll probably never move.
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