Taming the Notorious Sicilian
TAMING THE NOTORIOUS SICILIANThe face of a god and a body made for sin!Women like Hannah Chapman, pure and untouched, have no place in Francesco Calvetti’s world. He doesn’t do damsels in distress – except for that one time…Since losing her sister, Hannah has lived a sheltered existence, but a wake-up call leads her to the one man who can help tick off her to-do list. But will the gorgeous Sicilian oblige her?
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âYou are playing with fire, Dr Chapman.â
Hannah gave a wry smile. âIâm trained to treat burns.â
âNot the kind you will get from me. Youâll have to find another man to do the job. Iâm not for hire.â
She tilted her head to the side. âDo I scare you?â
âOn the contrary. It is you who should be afraid of me.â
âBut Iâm not scared of you. I donât care about your reputation. After everything youâve done for me, how can I not trust you?â
He shook his head. âYou think Iâm worthy of your trust?â
Unthinkingly, he reached out a hand and captured a lock of her hair.
Reclosing the gap between them, she tilted her head back a little and placed a hand on his cheek.
âI want one night when I can throw caution to the wind. I want to know what itâs like to be made love to, and I want it to be you because youâre the only man Iâve met who makes me feel alive without even touching me.â
Francesco could hardly breathe. His fingers still held the lock of her hair. The desire that had been swirling in his blood since heâd nuzzled into her neck thickened.
When had he ever felt as if he might explode from arousal?
This was madness.
Dark-hearted men, with devastating appeal!
These powerful Sicilian men are bound by years of family legacies and dark secrets.
But now the power rests with them.
No man would dare challenge these hot-blooded Sicilians⦠But their women are another matter!
Have these world-renowned Sicilians met their match?
Read Luca Mastrangeloâs story in:
WHAT A SICILIAN HUSBAND WANTS March 2014
Read Pepe Mastrangeloâs story in:
THE SICILIANâS UNEXPECTED DUTY April 2014
And read Francesco Calvettiâs story in:
TAMING THE NOTORIOUS SICILIAN August 2014
MICHELLE SMARTâS love affair with books began as a baby, when she would cuddle them in her cot. This love for all things wordy has never left her. A voracious reader of all genres, she found her love of romance cemented at the age of twelve, when she came across her first Mills & Boon>® book. That book sparked a seed and, although she didnât have the words to explain it then, she knew she had discovered something specialâthat a book had the capacity to make her heart beat as if she were falling in love.
When not reading, or pretending to do the housework, Michelle loves nothing more than creating worlds of her own, featuring handsome, brooding heroes and the sparkly, feisty women who can melt their frozen hearts. She hopes her books can make her readersâ hearts beat a little faster too. Michelle Smart lives in Northamptonshire with her own hero and their two young sons.
This book is dedicated to all the staff and volunteers at the John Radcliffe Childrenâs Hospital, with special thanks to the team on Kamranâs Ward. Without their care, compassion and sheer dedication, my beautiful nephew Luke would not be here.
This book is also dedicated to the memory of Henry, Lily and Callum. May you all be playing together with the angels.
Contents
FRANCESCO CALVETTI BROUGHT his MV Agusta F4 CC to a stop and placed his left foot on the road as he was foiled by yet another set of red lights. Barely 7:00 a.m. and the roads were already filling up.
What he wouldnât give to be riding with nothing but the open road before him and green fields surrounding him.
He thought of Sicily with longing. His island had none of the grey dreariness he was fast associating with London. This was supposed to be spring? Heâd enjoyed better winters in his homeland.
He yawned widely, raising his hand to his visor out of pure habit. After all, no one could see his face with his helmet on.
He should have gotten Mario to bring him home after such a long night, but being driven by anyone irritated him, especially in a car. Francesco was a man for whom drive had multiple definitions.
The light changed to green. Before twisting on the throttle and accelerating smoothly, he swiped away the moisture clinging to his visor.
What a country. At the moment it was like driving through a saturated cloud.
As he approached yet another set of lights, a cyclist on a pushbike just ahead caught his attentionâor, rather, the fluorescent yellow helmet she wore caught it. She reached the lights at the moment they turned amber. If that had been him, Francesco mused, he would have gone for it. Sheâd had plenty of time.
But no, this was clearly a law-abiding woman with a healthy dose of self-preservation. She stopped right at the line. The car in front of Francesco, a large four-wheel drive, drew level on her right side.
She had the thickest hair heâd ever seenâa shaggy mass of varying shades of blonde reaching halfway down her back.
