Demanding His Secret Son
‘You want us to get married—again?’He’ll do anything to secure his shock child! By the time Theodora realised she was pregnant, her turbulent marriage to Greek hotel magnate Aristotle Leonidas was over. Since then she’s zealously guarded her secret… Until Aristotle discovers his heir and demands Teddie marry him—again! But, even with their chemistry as red-hot as ever, Teddie wants more this time. Now, to claim his son, Aristo must reclaim his wife!
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âYou want to get marriedâagain?â
Heâll do anything to secure his shock child!
By the time Theodora realized she was pregnant, her turbulent marriage to Greek hotel magnate Aristotle Leonidas was already over. Since then, sheâs zealously guarded her secret⦠Until Aristotle discovers his heirâand demands Teddie marry him again! But even with their chemistry as red-hot as ever, Teddie wants more this time. Now to claim his son, Aristo must reclaim his wife!
A reunion romance with a secret baby twist.
LOUISE FULLER was a tomboy who hated pink and always wanted to be the Princeânot the Princess! Now she enjoys creating heroines who arenât pretty push-overs but strong, believable women. Before writing for Mills & Boon she studied literature and philosophy at university, and then worked as a reporter on her local newspaper. She lives in Tunbridge Wells with her impossibly handsome husband Patrick and their six children.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-08740-7
DEMANDING HIS SECRET SON
© 2019 Louise Fuller
Published in Great Britain 2019
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For Archie:
for sticking at the hard stuff and making life easier for everyone around you, especially me. Louise x
Contents
LEANING FORWARD, TEDDIE TAYLOR spread the three playing cards out swiftly, then quickly flipped them over, covering them with her hand and rearranging them. Her green eyes gave away none of her excitement, nor the jump of her heart as the man sitting opposite her pointed confidently at the middle card.
He groaned as she turned it over, holding his hands up in defeat. âIncredible,â he murmured.
Rising to his feet, Edward Claiborne held out his hand, a satisfied smile creasing his smooth patrician features.
âI canât tell you how happy I am that youâre on board.â His blue eyes fixed on Teddieâs face. âIâm looking forward to having a little magic in my life.â
Teddie smiled. From another, younger, less urbane man, the remark might have sounded a little cheesy. But she knew Claiborne was far too well-bred to do anything as crass and inappropriate as flirt with a woman half his age to whom he had just given a job at his new prestigious private membersâ club.
âIâm looking forward to it too, Mr Claiborneâno, pleaseââ she stopped him as he reached into the pocket of his jacket ââlet me get these.â She gestured towards the coffee. âYouâre a client now.â
Watching him walk away to talk to someone in the hotel lounge, she took a deep breath and sat down, resisting the urge to pump the air with her fist in time to the victory chant inside her head. Sheâd done it! Finally sheâd netted a client who saw magic as more than just an amusing diversion at a party.
Across the lounge, Edward Claiborne was shaking hands, smiling smoothly and, leaning back in her armchair, she let elation wash over her. This was what she and Elliot had been chasing, but this new contract was worth more to them than a paycheque. Claiborne was fifth generation New York money and a recommendation from him would give their business the kind of publicity they couldnât buy.
