Princess's Nine-Month Secret
‘The princess is pregnant.’With the Italian’s baby!For a stolen night of freedom, ever-dutiful Princess Halina throws caution to the wind and succumbs to the seduction of notorious Rico Falcone. Yet the consequences of their insatiable passion lands Lina in royal disgrace. When she’s hidden away to conceal her shocking secret, ruthless Rico storms the palace! He’ll do anything to legitimise his child—he’ll even make Lina his wife!
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âThe princess is pregnant.â
With the Italianâs baby!
For a stolen night of freedom, ever-dutiful Princess Halina throws caution to the wind and succumbs to the seduction of notorious Rico Falcone. Yet the consequences of their insatiable passion land Lina in royal disgrace. When sheâs hidden away to conceal her shocking secret, ruthless Rico storms the palace! Heâll do anything to legitimize his childâheâll even make Lina his wife!
Indulge in this passionate pregnancy romance!
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 sonâshe has yet to win against him, but she continues to try. Learn more about Kate at kate-hewitt.com.
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ISBN: 978-1-474-07248-9
PRINCESSâS NINE-MONTH SECRET
© 2018 Kate Hewitt
Published in Great Britain 2018
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Contents
IN THE END it was surprisingly easy to escape. Abdul, the royal bodyguard posted by the hotel suiteâs door, dozed off around ten oâclock, his head nodding onto his chest, and Halina Amari, Princess of Abkar, slipped by him on her tiptoes, holding her breath.
Sheâd never done anything like this before, never once tried to escape whatever narrow confines sheâd been put inâalthough sheâd certainly tested the boundaries and stretched her wings as much as she could, which was very little indeed. But tonight she wanted to fly.
This might be her last chance. The world was closing in, getting smaller and smaller thanks to her fatherâand Prince Zayed al bin Nur, her fiancé. The realisation of how close sheâd come to being even more of a prisoner than she already was made her heart leap into her throat. And as for Olivia...
But she couldnât think about Olivia, not now, during her one bid for an eveningâs freedom. Halina hurried down the hall of the elegant luxury hotel in Rome towards the lift. Abdul stirred and she pressed herself against the wall. She could hardly believe it had been so easy, but why not? The door to their suite had been locked from the inside, the guard posted outside as a matter of form. Her mother had been trying to keep people out, not in. No one had expected her to escape. She could barely believe it herself.
The doors whooshed open and Halina stepped into the lift, her heart pounding, her palms slick. What was she
