CBLS Blog Tour: Shameless Ambition


shameless-coverShameless Ambition (Shameless #1)

by Robert Fanshaw

Romantic Suspense

Categories: Mystery/Thriller

Erotic Elements: Light Bondage

Publisher: Steam eReads

Release Date: April 15, 2013

Heat Level: Steamy

Word Count: 63,000

Available at:

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Shameless-Ambition-ebook/dp/B00CL9G746/

Steam eReads: http://steamereads.com.au/product/shameless-ambition/


High-flying executive Caroline and barrister Robert have been married for three years, and the demands of work have left little time for their relationship. Caroline is angling for a promotion, which will mean spending more time away in Germany. On a management development course in Spain, Caroline is tempted into indiscretions with some of her colleagues, a fact that is noticed by course leader and former chief executive Melody Bigger.

Melody sees in Caroline aspects of her younger self and a barely suppressed exhibitionism. She draws Caroline into a plot to put pressure on Von Wolfswinkle, the German delegate to the European Central Bank. His opposition to Eurobonds is causing hardship across southern Europe, and Caroline is inveigled into a peculiar relationship with Von Wolfswinkle based on his voyeurism and her exhibitionism. Melody wants Caroline to influence the banker’s recommendations to the forthcoming European economic summit.

As Caroline is drawn into a seedy world of private parties for bankers and politicians, she soon realises she has damaged her reputation and her marriage. How will she ever be able to face her colleagues and her husband again?

Warning: This title is intended for readers over the age of 18 as it contains adult sexual situations and/or adult language, and may be considered offensive to some readers.


It is the morning after Caroline’s initiation into the Inner Circle, a secret organisation which provides sex parties for business people, bankers, and politicians.

With the benefit of two more hours sleep, Caroline felt ready to face the world. She helped herself to a healthy breakfast from the buffet: exotic fruits, pain-au-chocolat, and strong black coffee and retreated to a table on the far side of the outdoor terrace to be alone with her thoughts. The blond twins spotted her and dashed over to her table, pulling up an extra bistro chair.

“How are you this bright morning?” asked Natasha.

“It’s really not fair. Your initiation was much more fun than ours,” said Nikita. “All those tongues were amazing, and we loved what you did to that arrogant arsehole the Prince.”

“I’d rather not re-live a blow by blow account right now,” said Caroline.

“Oh, okay. But you will be in Copenhagen for the next event? Now that you’re a full member? We’d love to have some fun with you… and Cosimo.”

“I’m not sure I can make it. It depends on work. I’m trying to land a big new job in the company.”

“Well make sure you get the big job and then you can give us one,” said Nikita. “We’ll go anywhere, do anything.” They looked at each other and laughed.

Caroline looked serious, like a senior executive with major responsibilities. “I have to get some reports finished. I’ll talk to you later on the plane back to Frankfurt.”

Standing up, she took a last sip of coffee and headed to the breakfast room, then through the open French windows back into the hotel grounds. She climbed the steps up to amphitheatre, her eyes trained on the ground. Reaching the stage, she looked around at the tranquil scene which bore no trace of last night’s flickering debauchery.

She saw the tree with a thick branch that the rope had been thrown over and stood underneath it. Lying down on the slabs, she threw an imaginary goblet, got up, and traced its arc to the lavender bed. She remembered the powerful scent. She parted the lavender stalks and there was the trashy goblet she had been drinking from. Picking it up, she looked inside. A small insect crawled drunkenly around in the sticky residue. She checked that no-one was watching her and got down on her hands and knees, carefully searching each plant down to the dry soil.

It was already getting hot and bees were buzzing around her head. Her headache was returning, but still she searched the dense foliage. It wasn’t there. It must have fallen somewhere else. She stood up, her back aching, to return to her room when she spotted a single red flower amongst the heads of lavender only a foot into the flowerbed. She carefully picked the flower and read the label: Sword Blade 32 gigabyte Flash Drive. Made in China.

Now she had the weapon she needed to fight the enemy.

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rfanshaw-authorphotoAbout the Author:

I am mid-thirties, a lawyer, and married (still). Writing is more than a hobby; it’s what keeps me sane because most of my job is boring. I think it must be like being in the army. There are very long periods where nothing happens then suddenly all hell is let loose.

I’ve had a book to do with work published before, and have written columns and features for magazines but my first novel Shameless Ambition was much more fun to write. I can’t really claim credit for the idea. Life provided me with Caroline, my wife. The banking crisis provided the plot. All I had to do was write it down and use my imagination for the parts where Caroline refused to go into details.

Caroline is my inspiration. I hope that doesn’t sound too mushy. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that she continues to refuse to read the book. The other characters… let’s say that names have been changed to avoid embarrassment or more work for the legal profession.  It was never meant to be published but then someone who had agreed to keep it confidential; didn’t. So it had to be.

Connect with Robert Fanshaw

Website: http://www.mywifecaroline.com

Blog: http://fanshawrobert.blogspot.co.uk

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Robert-Fanshaw/221928037948848

Twitter: https://twitter.com/RobertFanshaw

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