Claiming His Wedding Night Consequence
Nicolo’s discovered his runaway bride…And the secret she’s kept from him!Nicolo Santo Domenico’s marriage to heiress Chiara is purely for convenience…until their explosively passionate wedding night! But when Chiara realises that Nico’s reasons for seducing her are as cold as his heart, she flees their fledgling marriage. Months later, Nico tracks down his errant wife, only to find she’s expecting! To claim his baby, Nico must make Chiara his—for real!
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Nicoloâs discovered his runaway bride...
And the secret sheâs kept from him!
Nicolo Santo Domenicoâs marriage to heiress Chiara is purely for convenience...until their explosively passionate wedding night! But when Chiara realizes that Nicoâs reasons for seducing her are as cold as his heart, she flees their fledgling marriage. Months later, Nico tracks down his errant wife, only to find sheâs expecting! To claim his baby, Nico must make Chiara hisâfor real!
An emotionally charged marriage of convenience romance
Irish author ABBY GREEN threw in a very glamorous career in film and TVâwhich really consisted of a lot of standing in the rain outside actorsâ trailersâto pursue her love of romance. After sheâd bombarded Mills & Boon with manuscripts they kindly accepted one, and an author was born. She lives in Dublin, Ireland, and loves any excuse for distraction. Visit abby-green.com or e-mail [email protected].
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07247-2
CLAIMING HIS WEDDING NIGHT CONSEQUENCE
© 2018 Abby Green
Published in Great Britain 2018
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This is for Franca Poli,
for all of her wonderful support and very generous help. Grazie! X
Contents
âI AM VERY sorry to be the bearer of such bad news, Signorina Caruso, but the fact is that your father had borrowed for years to keep the castello afloat and the bank is threatening to take possession of it now, unless you can buy it back at market valueâwhich Iâm afraid is impossible, considering the lack of funds in your family bank account...â
Chiara stood at the huge window of the drawing room where sheâd had a meeting with the family solicitor after her parentsâ double funeral just a couple of days before. Her arms were wrapped around herself as if that might offer some comfort.
For the last two days and sleepless nights the words had swirled in her head in a confusing painful jumble: bank, take possession, lack of funds. And she was no nearer to seeing a way out of this mess that didnât end up with her losing everything.
The family castello was an imposing centuries-old castle, set dramatically on the southern coastline of Sicily. Prime real estate that had once functioned and thrived as a farm, growing and exporting lemons and olives. Staples of Italian agriculture.
But once the recession had hit, and the market had taken a nosedive, their crops had all but dried up and died due to lack of demand. They couldnât afford to keep staff on and, while her father had done his best, clearly it hadnât been enough. Chiara had offered help time and time again, but her fatherâold-fashioned and conservativeâhadnât deemed it âappropriate workâ for a girl. And she hadnât realised just how much heâd been borrowing to keep their heads above water.
