Bound By His Desert Diamond
The PlanPrincess Annalina would do anything to end her arranged engagement…including getting photographed in a compromising position with a handsome stranger!The PrinceHer mystery man is Prince Zahir Zahani—her betrothed’s brother—and the kiss that sparks unexpected need in them both traps Annalina and Zahir into a whole new kind of royal bind…till death do them part!The Passion!Having learned the cost of trusting others, Zahir tries to keep Annalina at a distance. But she challenges him at every turn and suddenly giving in to his darkest desires is all Zahir craves…Conveniently wedded, passionately bedded!
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The Plan
Princess Annalina would do anything to end her arranged engagement...including getting photographed in a compromising position with a handsome stranger!
The Prince
Her mystery man is Prince Zahir Zahaniâher betrothedâs brotherâand the kiss that sparks unexpected need in them both traps Annalina and Zahir in a whole new kind of royal bind...till death do them part!
The Passion!
Having learned the cost of trusting others, Zahir tries to keep Annalina at a distance. But she challenges him at every turn, and suddenly, giving in to his darkest desires is all Zahir craves...
Decision made, Zahir took hold of Annalinaâs arm.
âYou will accompany me back to the party, where we will seek out the King and tell him what has happened. Then we will announce your engagement.â
The fight was back in Annalinaâs eyes. âThe King wonât marry me now. Thatâs the reason I just kissed you in full view of that photographer.â
âWe will announce your engagementânot to the King but to his brother, the Prince.â
âYeah, great idea! I take it you must be employed more for your brawn than your brains?â
Zahir felt every muscle in his body stiffen at her mocking jibe. He was going to enjoy punishing her for her insolence.
âThe Prince is hardly going to want to marry me, is he?â
âAs of five minutes ago, the Prince has no choice.â
Narrowing his eyes, Zahir watched defiance turn to confusion, and confusion turn to a creeping realisation. A strangely perverse sense of pleasure stole over him.
âAh, yes, Princess, I see the truth is dawning.â Zahir threw back his shoulders, almost enjoying himself. âI am Zahir Zahani, Prince of Nabatean, brother of King Rashid. And, as of five minutes ago, your future husband.â
Wedlocked!
Conveniently wedded, passionately bedded!
Whether thereâs a debt to be paid, a will to be obeyed or a business to be saved⦠Sheâs got no choice but to say, âI do!â
But these billionaire bridegrooms have got another think coming if they think marriage will be that easyâ¦
Soon their convenient brides become the object of an inconvenient desire!
Find out what happens after the vows in
The Billionaireâs Defiant Acquisition by Sharon Kendrick
One Night to Wedding Vows by Kim Lawrence
Wedded, Bedded, Betrayed by Michelle Smart
Expecting a Royal Scandal by Caitlin Crews
Trapped by Vialliâs Vows by Chantelle Shaw
A Diamond for Del Rioâs Housekeeper by Susan Stephens
Baby of His Revenge by Jennie Lucas
Look out for more Wedlocked! stories coming soon!
ANDIE BROCK started inventing imaginary friends around the age of four and is still doing that todayâonly now the sparkly fairies have made way for spirited heroines and sexy heroes. Thankfully she now has some real friends, as well as a husband and three children, plus a grumpy but lovable cat. Andie lives in Bristol, and when not actually writing might well be plotting her next passionate romance story.
Books by Andie Brock
Mills & Boon Modern Romance
The Shock Cassano BabyThe Sheikhâs Wedding ContractThe Last Heir of Monterrato
Visit the Author Profile page at
millsandboon.co.uk for more titles.
To Roger.
Who has spent far more time discussing manly emotions and reactions and romance in general than he ever signed up for!
Thank you, Con. x
Contents
CLASPING THE COLD metal railings, Annalina stared down at the swirling black depths of the River Seine. She shivered violently, her heart thumping beneath the tight-fitting bodice of her evening gown, her designer shoes biting into the soft flesh of her heels. Clearly they had not been designed for a mad sprint down the bustling boulevards and cobbled back streets of Paris.
Oh, God. Anna dragged in a shuddering lung full of cold night air. What had she just done?
Somewhere behind her in one of Parisâs most grand hotels, a society party was in swing. A glittering, star-studded occasion attended by royalty and heads of state, the great, the good and the glamorous from the world over. It was a party being thrown in her honour. And worse, far worse, a party where a man she had only just met was about to announce that she was to be his bride.
She let out a rasping breath, watching the cloud of condensation disperse into the night. She had no idea where she was or what she was going to do now but she did know that there was no going back. The brutal fact was she couldnât go through with this marriage, no matter what the consequences. Right up until tonight she had genuinely believed she could do it, could commit to this union, to please her father and to save her country from financial ruin.
Even yesterday, when she had met her intended for the first time, she had played along. Watching in a kind of dazed stupor as the ring had been slipped onto her finger, a perfunctory gesture performed by a man who had just wanted to get the deed over with, and witnessed by her father, whose steely-eyed glare had left no room for second thoughts or doubts. As King of the small country of Dorrada he was going to make sure that this union took place. That his daughter would marry King Rashid Zahani, ruler of the recently reformed Kingdom of Nabatean, if it was the last thing she ever did.
