Claiming My Bride Of Convenience
‘We had an arrangement. ’ ‘Well, now I want to change it. ’ My terms were clear: money and a luxurious Greek island sanctuary in exchange for her becoming Mrs Matteo Dias—on paper at least—in order to secure my business empire. But now my 'wife' Daisy wants to be free to create a real family. And as the shy waitress I've married starts to reveal an intriguing spirited side it becomes high time I claimed my convenient bride!
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It was a marriage in name only…
But now my wife wants more!
My terms were clear: a luxurious Greek island sanctuary in exchange for Daisy becoming Mrs. Matteo Dias. Until my convenient wife’s not-so-convenient arrival at a glittering charity ball—with a startling proposal of her own!
Her heart is set on creating a family, but love is something I can’t give. Yet Daisy’s spirit captivates me completely, and claiming our wedding night is a delicious pleasure… But am I able to become the husband Daisy truly wants?
After spending three years as a die-hard New Yorker, KATE HEWITT now lives in a small village in the English Lake District, with her husband, their five children and a golden retriever. In addition to writing intensely emotional stories, she loves reading, baking and playing chess with her son—she has yet to win against him, but she continues to try. Learn more about Kate at kate-hewitt.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-08827-5
CLAIMING MY BRIDE OF CONVENIENCE
© 2019 Kate Hewitt
Published in Great Britain 2019
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Note to Readers
TINKLING LAUGHTER FLOATED from the open doors of the ballroom, along with the expensive clink of the finest crystal. The party was in full, elegant swing, and it made my stomach cramp and my heart race. Could I really do this?
Yes, I could. I had to, because the alternative was to scuttle back home to staid safety and more years—potentially many more years—of living in stasis, waiting and wondering.
Admittedly in this moment I was sorely tempted to flee from this luxurious hotel in the most sophisticated square of Athens, back to the safety of Amanos. But, no. I’d come too far, was hoping for too much, to run away like a frightened child. I was a woman, after all—a married woman. And after three years of marriage I was finally confronting my husband—but first I had to find him.
I straightened my shoulders, smoothing my hands down the sides of the gown I’d purchased that morning in one of Athens’s upscale boutiques. The sales assistants had exchanged laughing looks as I’d stammered through my request—I had plenty of money but little knowledge when it came to fashion or style, and they’d known, and had made sure I had known they’d known, as well.
