The Consequence He Must Claim
Her boss…Sorcha Kelly fell head-over-heels for her impossibly irresistible boss years ago. When she discovered he was dutifully engaged she had to leave to protect her heart. However, her resignation broke the seal on the dangerous chemistry that had always simmered between them and that evening it consumed them both.His baby!After surviving a violent car crash, Cesar Montero lost his memories of the ardent hours he shared with his effortlessly seductive PA. So when he discovers that their time together resulted in a lasting consequence he’s determined to claim his child – and to relive the white-hot night he can no longer recall…again and again!
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âOf all the memories Iâve lost, the most maddening is not remembering what itâs like to make love to you.â
Cesar bent and covered Sorchaâs lips with his own, hard but not hurtful, seeming to catch himself at the last second and decide whether he wanted to plunder or merely to sample.
Maybe he was waiting for a rush of memory, trying to remember how their first kisses had tasted and felt. She remembered. She wanted to protest and turn away from his kiss, but her body knew him in a primal way that made her whole being soften in welcome. She lifted her hand to caress the stubble on his cheek, urging him to linger, playing her mouth against his in invitation.
With a gruff sound deep in his throat he took control of the kiss. He claimed her in a way that felt familiar, yet new. He stole, but gave back at the same time. Started to pull away, then returned as if he couldnât help himself. The teasing sent flutters of arousal through her, burning her blood to the ends of her limbs, making her fingers and toes tingle.
The Wrong HeirsSecuring the billionairesâ legacies!
Meet Alessandro Ferrante, Italian tycoon, and Cesar Montero y Rosales, Spanish aristocrat.
For their whole lives they have done their duty and commanded everything in their sight.
But after a mix-up at the hospital theyâre left holding the wrong baby, and their lives are turned upside down in a heartbeat!
With their heirs back in their rightful place and their legacies ensured, the only things left to secure are their brides!
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The powerful new duet from Modern Romance author Dani Collins!
Canadian DANI COLLINS knew in high school that she wanted to write romance for a living. Twenty-five years later, after marrying her high school sweetheart, having two kids with him, working several generic office jobs and submitting countless manuscripts, she got âThe Callâ. Her first Modern Romance novel won the Reviewersâ Choice Award for Best First in Series from RT Book Reviews. She now works in her own office, writing romance.
This story is for Doug, Cesar to my Sorcha. I love you.
Contents
Eight months ago...
SORCHA KELLY ENTERED the hospital with determined steps. It was coming up to three weeks. They had to let her see him. Especially now that she knew. Not just suspected but knew she was pregnant.
Before this, Cesar Monteroâs family had only seen her as his personal assistant. Devoted, absolutely. His entire family appreciated her dedication. They couldnât have transitioned the running of the multinational engineering firm back into his fatherâs capable hands without her. Sheâd been invaluable in those first difficult days after the crash.
But she was only his PA and heâd been unconscious, with visitors limited to his immediate family. Plus his fiancée, of course.
How, exactly, did an unconscious man get engaged? Thatâs what Sorcha wanted to know. Aside from crossing paths at a few family events, Cesar hadnât even been seeing Diega. The agreement between the families to eventually merge assets via marriage had been an expectation, not a written contract or even an emotional one.
Cesarâs mother was the one whoâd been pressing to formalize the engagement. Cesar had confided his reluctance to follow through with it to Sorcha that last day.
Obviously his family didnât know Cesar had left Sorcha the evening of the crash to inform Diega the marriage wouldnât happen. Heâd seen Diega. The woman had admitted to authorities that heâd been at her house and left again, so why was Diega acting like the marriage was on? Like plans had advanced from âmaybeâ to âabsolutelyâ?
How had she gone from family friend to fiancée in the sliver of time that Cesar had spent at the bottom of a cliff in a bashed-up car?
The question tortured Sorcha every moment of every day while she waited for Cesar to wake up and explain himself.
Heâd stayed in a coma for so long, however, sheâd begun to anticipate that if she did turn up pregnant, this baby might be a comfort to his family. Then he had awoken and she knew he would explain that she was meant to be at his side, not Diega.
Except that didnât happen. His father had dropped by the office to explain that Cesar had lost a weekâs worth of memories prior to the crash. He didnât recall the ribbon cutting on the bridge in Madrid and was quite anxious to oversee it, el ExcelentÃsimo, Señor Montero had added with one of his distracted frowns, the one that suggested he was exasperated by humans and their mortal frailties.
Sorcha had stared, speechless, at the Duke of Castellon. Cesarâs private celebration of the bridge with her once theyâd returned to Valencia had given way to a heart-to-heart and eventually their life-changing body-to-body connection. Cesar remembered nothing of that?
