Heat curled where it had no place doing so as she remembered wicked eyes, and a man who had filled her early years with the hottest of fantasiesâmade all the safer for knowing Ram would never look at her that way. But she had to put all that to one side now.
Raking her dark cropped hair, Mia fixed her gaze on the bold print headline that had fired this crazy idea in the first place. The Maharajaâs Back in Town! screamed the headline. Ramâor the Maharaja, as Ram was more popularly knownâthanks to his heritage, his unbelievable good-looks and his moneyânot to mention his raw and dangerous sex appealâwas still her brotherâs closest friend, and he had been Miaâsâ¦
Childhood crush?
SUSAN STEPHENS was a professional singer before meeting her husband on the tiny Mediterranean island of Malta. In true Mills & Boon® Modern⢠Romance style they met on Monday, became engaged on Friday, and were married three months after that. Almost thirty years and three children later, they are still in love. (Susan does not advise her children to return home one day with a similar story, as she may not take the news with the same fortitude as her own mother!)
Susan had written several non-fiction books when fate took a hand. At a charity costume ball there was an afterdinner auction. One of the lots, âSpend a Day with an Authorâ, had been donated by Mills & Boon author Penny Jordan. Susanâs husband bought this lot, and Penny was to become not just a great friend but a wonderful mentor, who encouraged Susan to write romance.
Susan loves her family, her pets, her friends and her writing. She enjoys entertaining, travel, and going to the theatre. She reads, cooks, and plays the piano to relax, and can occasionally be found throwing herself off mountains on a pair of skis or galloping through the countryside. Visit Susanâs website: www.susanstephens.netâshe loves to hear from her readers all around the world!
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MASTER OF THE DESERT
SHE had to steel herself to place the call. Hard to believe she had once taken Ram on as easily as any tomboy took on her older brotherâs best friend, but a lot of water had passed under the bridge since then and these days Ram was a royal playboy.
While Mia had issuesâ¦
Scars and issues, as well as a desire to race cars again that refused to be repressed.
Get real, Mia. At least, donât lie to yourself. This is a chance in a million to see Ram again.
She hadnât spoken to Ram forâ¦too long, anyway, Mia reflected as she waited for the call to connect. From what sheâd read about him in the press she expected Ram to be as changed as she was. Ram had announced he would shortly be quitting his playboy life to serve his people in the independent state of Ramprakesh, but before that he was to enjoy one last indulgenceâa timed rally car race across Europe in his super-car.
As soon as the newsflash came on, saying Ramâs co-driver had been taken ill, Mia knew it was her chance to step in. Ram had to find someone in order to complete the last leg of the rally, which would take place in the winding streets of Monte Carloâthe same glittering locale where Mia had made a new life after an accident in a rally car had nearly blinded her.
She had believed she would never race again, and this was a chance in a million to compete at the highest level, but first there was a little hurdle to overcome: she had to convince Ram to take her on. To do that she would have to be as determined and as pushy as she had been as a child. There could be no allowances made for the years that had passedâwhen and if he answered the phone she would have to launch straight in as if she were that same tomboy who had never flinched from baiting himâ¦
Heat curled inside her as she remembered wicked eyes, and a man who had filled her early years with the hottest of fantasiesâmade all the safer for knowing Ram would never look at her that way. But she had to put all that to one side now. Raking her dark, cropped hair, Mia fixed her gaze on the bold print headline that had fired this crazy idea in the first place. The Maharajaâs Back in Town! screamed the headline. Ram, or the Maharaja, as Ram was more popularly known thanks to his heritage, his unbelievable good looks and his moneyânot to mention his raw and dangerous sex appealâwas still her brotherâs closest friend, and had been Miaâsâ¦
Childhood crush?
Trying to force the lid down on that box proved impossible. Ram meant so much more to her than thatâand was still as far out of her league as he always had been. The English edition of the Monte Carlo Times pulled no punches where celebrity was concerned and Ram Varindha needed no introduction, either to this playground for the rich and famous, or to the world. When a man was too good-looking or too rich, or he originated from an exotic land with which he shared an equally exotic reputationâand Ram filled all these criteria admirablyâthe glamorous principality of Monte Carlo was only too eager to welcome him home.