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by Amelia Wilde




  Dirty Scandal

  Amelia Wilde

  Contents

  1. Graham

  2. Bellamy

  3. Graham

  4. Bellamy

  5. Graham

  6. Bellamy

  7. Graham

  8. Bellamy

  9. Graham

  10. Bellamy

  11. Graham

  12. Bellamy

  13. Graham

  14. Bellamy

  15. Graham

  16. Bellamy

  17. Graham

  18. Bellamy

  19. Graham

  20. Bellamy

  21. Graham

  22. Bellamy

  23. Graham

  24. Bellamy

  25. Graham

  26. Bellamy

  27. Graham

  28. Bellamy

  29. Graham

  30. Bellamy

  31. Graham

  32. Bellamy

  33. Graham

  34. Bellamy

  35. Graham

  36. Bellamy

  37. Graham

  38. Bellamy

  39. Graham

  40. Bellamy

  41. Graham

  42. Bellamy

  43. Graham

  44. Bellamy

  45. Graham

  46. Bellamy

  47. Graham

  Epilogue

  Note to the Reader

  Claim Your Free Book

  Dirty Rich

  Dirty Royal

  Dirty Rogue

  Dirty Ransom

  Dirty Rumor

  For all the friends who have been there since the beginning

  Contents

  1. Graham

  2. Bellamy

  3. Graham

  4. Bellamy

  5. Graham

  6. Bellamy

  7. Graham

  8. Bellamy

  9. Graham

  10. Bellamy

  11. Graham

  12. Bellamy

  13. Graham

  14. Bellamy

  15. Graham

  16. Bellamy

  17. Graham

  18. Bellamy

  19. Graham

  20. Bellamy

  21. Graham

  22. Bellamy

  23. Graham

  24. Bellamy

  25. Graham

  26. Bellamy

  27. Graham

  28. Bellamy

  29. Graham

  30. Bellamy

  31. Graham

  32. Bellamy

  33. Graham

  34. Bellamy

  35. Graham

  36. Bellamy

  37. Graham

  38. Bellamy

  39. Graham

  40. Bellamy

  41. Graham

  42. Bellamy

  43. Graham

  44. Bellamy

  45. Graham

  46. Bellamy

  47. Graham

  Epilogue

  Note to the Reader

  Claim Your Free Book

  Dirty Rich

  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

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  Chapter 44

  Chapter 45

  Chapter 46

  Epilogue

  Dirty Royal

  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

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  Chapter 44

  Chapter 45

  Chapter 46

  Chapter 47

  Chapter 48

  Epilogue

  Dirty Rogue

  Prologue

  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

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  Chapter 44

  Chapter 45

  Chapter 46

  Chapter 47

  Chapter 48

  Epilogue

  Dirty Ransom

  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<
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  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  Chapter 44

  Chapter 45

  Chapter 46

  Chapter 47

  Chapter 48

  Epilogue

  Dirty Rumor

  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

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Chapter 41

  Chapter 42

  Chapter 43

  Chapter 44

  Chapter 45

  Chapter 46

  Chapter 47

  Chapter 48

  Epilogue

  1

  Graham

  “For god’s sake, Jameson. It’s a coffee shop, not a whorehouse.”

  It’s ten in the morning and I’ve had enough.

  It’s not Jameson’s fault that my brother won the election by a landslide and is currently sitting behind the Resolute Desk in the White House, showing the world a new era of strength and responsibility.

  It is Jameson’s fault that he became a Secret Service agent.

  Wherever the fault lies, I’m still stinging from being unceremoniously shoved onto a commercial plane this morning at seven thirty “by order of the President.”

  Fuck that guy.

  It wasn’t my idea for him to run for office, and yet I’m here, making a public appearance nobody wants except Andrew Blackpool, the 46th president of the United States. He’s more than the president, clearly. Might as well crown him the king of the world.

  My phone buzzes with a message from my man on the ground at Accelerated Governance, my best and brightest venture. Henry Newlin.

  It pops up just under a news alert about increasing unrest in Bahara, a tiny country wedged between Bulgaria and Greece that will never have the slightest effect on my life.

  Penny left for the White House—resignation came in this morning

  I close my eyes and contain my rage into a neat little box at the center of my chest.

  In addition to being the president, he’s also poaching all my best employees. If he keeps this up, I’ll never get this political incubator off the ground. And that’s the entire reason I came to D.C. in the first place.

  Jameson West, the agent who drew the shortest stick on the planet, says nothing, his face impassive. This is probably for the best. The last thing he said was, “President Blackpool wanted you to keep decorum in mind,” as we got out of the car a moment ago, not a hint of snark in his voice. Fresh from the fucking airport and I’m already getting trotted around like a show pony. One party gone a little wild in the first hundred days, and I might as well be in federal prison.

  “He should keep decorum in mind and stop poaching my people.”

  A crowd is gathering. It’s a scraggly, half-assed thing. People who aren’t sure they want to be there at all, mixed in with people whose mouths hang open while they watch. They’re not here for my face, that’s for sure, but everyone in D.C. can recognize a Secret Service agent. Maybe I should hire someone to walk ahead of me with a banner that has my name and origin.

  Jameson does a quick scan of the street. It’s cold as balls out here, and I shove my hands in my pockets. He clears his throat. “And Mr. Kelting wanted to remind you—”

  “It’s a coffee shop.” Listen, I know that ‘total prick’ isn’t the best look for me. I know it. But what do all these people think is going to happen in a coffee shop? “I can handle it.”

  It’s as if I haven’t spoken. “—that the best option for this appearance is to smile and greet the employees individually.”

  “Oh, really? All of them?” It’s a hole-in-the-wall coffee shop on the outer edges of the District, stuffed into the ground floor of a building that looms above us, taking up half the sky. The facade is all fresh paint and jaunty little flower boxes, like the entire city has been made over for my brother. Half the sidewalk is taken up with rickety metal tables that’ll freeze your ass in the winter and brand it in the summer. I’ve never been here before in my life and I’ll never come back. “Do you have a list of names?”

  “Not at this time, sir.”

  Jameson never rises to the bait. Not once since the election has he let my jagged comments so much as scratch him. He, unlike me, is a consummate professional in this situation. His job is to ferry various assholes from place to place without them getting killed. Or, in my case, causing a scene. I want to hate him, but I have to admire his insistence on protocol.

  I’m being one of those assholes right now. That’s what I hate. Being cornered into this ugly mood.

 

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