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A heir fit for the king
—Meenakshi
Seducing his enemy's daughter
—Meenakshi
A little too much reliance on misunderstanding/misinformation for the conflict for my liking. The heroine occasionally sort of stood up for herself, but also had a tendency toward martyrdom - putting up with too much crap so that she could shoulder the burden for someone else's care. The resoluti...
He did know she was different. This thing between them was different—more intense than anything he’d experienced. Every touch, every look, grazed through the layers of familiarity, even boredom, that had accumulated after so many easy lovers. This w...
She trembled all over, her arms weak as jelly from exertion. Her pulse was still racing from shock and the fear she mightn’t be able to save him. After a quick check she’d decided to risk moving the stranger to her campsite. His temperature was dangerously high and a night on the exposed dune cou...
They’d been out since dawn, occupied by a full day of hawking and riding events designed to entertain and display the prowess of the tough mountain men who gave Mustafa their allegiance. A day designed to exhaust anyone not born to the gritty life of a fighter. It had been a ploy to give Mustafa ...
‘Of course you can. You’ll look marvellous.’ ‘It’s kind of you but unnecessary. I’ll wear my skirt and jacket to the dinner.’ Seeing the other woman’s raised brows, she hurried on. ‘I’m here for business, not pleasure.’ Lady Rania shook her head. ‘You have a lot to learn, Ms Fletcher. There is no...
Yet disappointment didn’t explain the curling awareness in the pit of her stomach, nor the tingle of heat between her shoulder blades where his gaze rested as she led the way down the path beside the wide sweep of lawn. They stopped at a model of a spiral blade for a flying machine, big enough fo...
Say you’ll come to Kefalonia.’ The woman’s gilded nails wrapped around Damon’s sleeve and tugged him into contact with her over-abundant, unnaturally firm breast. It was as enticing as cuddling up to an overblown beach ball. She turned scarlet lips up and her extravagant perfume closed like a fog...
His eyes locked with those of his rival on the far side of the vast table. Luca De Laurentis. The man had been snapping at his heels for years and just twelve months ago had beaten him to the lucrative Palermo deal. He’d been a thorn in Fabrizio’s side for too long. ...
Her head reeled. There was no laughter in his eyes. No wildness hinting at insanity. Just a steady certainty that locked the protest in her mouth. Her lungs cramped from lack of oxygen as her breath escaped in a whoosh. She lurched forward, dragging in air. He grasped her hand tight and reached f...
Her gaze met familiar violet eyes and she tilted her head, critically examining the photo of herself, half reclining on a rich brocade coverlet, her hair rippling around her. They’d been right to choose the ruby red for that dress. It complemented her pale skin and the fortune in gems she wore. P...
A heir fit for the king
—Meenakshi
Seducing his enemy's daughter
—Meenakshi