Married For His One-Night Heir
'You stole my son from me, Gia.'Now she’ll wear Di Fiore’s ring!Commanding Santo Di Fiore is stunned to see Giovanna Castiglione again. Her unexpected appearance at his luxurious party in the Bahamas leaves him craving answers. Why, after that one forbidden encounter, did she leave? But when Gia reveals the secret consequence Santo won’t let her go a second time. The Italian will claim his son—and Gia as his wife!
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âYou stole my son from me, Gia.â
Now sheâll wear Di Fioreâs ring!
Commanding Santo Di Fiore is stunned to see Giovanna Castiglione again. Her unexpected appearance at his luxurious party in the Bahamas leaves him craving answers. Why, after that one forbidden encounter, did she leave? But when Gia reveals their secret consequence, Santo wonât let her go a second time. The Italian will claim his sonâand Gia as his wife!
Experience the passion in this marriage of convenience romance
JENNIFER HAYWARD has been a fan of romance since filching her sisterâs novels to escape her teenage angst. Her career in journalism and PR, including years of working alongside powerful, charismatic CEOs and travelling the world, has provided perfect fodder for the fast-paced, sexy stories she likes to writeâalways with a touch of humour. A native of Canadaâs East Coast, Jennifer lives in Toronto with her Viking husband and young Viking-in-training.
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MARRIED FOR HIS ONE-NIGHT HEIR
© 2018 Jennifer Hayward
Published in Great Britain 2018
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Who knew an unmitigated hair disaster
would turn into an almost twenty-year friendship?
Grazie mille for your amazing input on this story,
Silvano Belmonte.
Our brainstorming sessions were so much fun!
Contents
âSO, WHAT DID they think?â Giovanna De Luca leaned back against the windowsill of her bossâs office, a cup of coffee cradled between her fingers as she absorbed the brilliant sunshine that flooded through the space that served as the epicenter of power for Delilah Rothchildâs luxury Caribbean hotel chain.
To look at her, one would have bought the deliberately casual picture hook, line and sinker. That she hadnât just completed the most important assignment of her life, with the decor sheâd done for a series of private residences on Delilahâs flagship Bahamian resort that would sell for upward of 20 million dollars each. That she was as cool as a cucumber as she waited for the feedback from the initial round of prospective buyers Delilah had met with this morning. But inside, her heart was racing.
Delilah, however, knew better. Knew she was a master at hiding her emotions. âI have verbal expressions of intent for all but two of the villas,â she announced, a Cheshire-cat smile curving her lips. âWhich will be snapped up in the second round, leaving them desperate for more. Due in large part,â she allowed, tipping her head at Gia, âto you. The interiors knocked their socks off, Gia. They were mad about them.â
Gia released a breath she hadnât known she was holding on a quiet, even exhale. A warmth flooded through her, spreading from her fingertips to her toes, then sinking deep to wrap itself around the thrumming beat of her heart. She had worked day and night to make sure those villas were perfect. To position them as the irresistible showpiece that would launch the opening of this phase of Delilahâs development to critical acclaim. But it went much deeper than that.
