The Consequence She Cannot Deny
Bedded, banished, pregnant!Talented photographer Coral Dahl can’t afford any distractions on her first major photoshoot. But the beauty of her location—the private Greek island of Hydros—is nothing compared to the lethal charisma of its owner, tycoon Raffaele Rossini! A charisma that wary, innocent Coral is powerless to resist…Coral is astonished to discover her family is scandalously entwined with Rafa’s, and that she has a claim on his inheritance. Branded a gold-digger, she’s dismissed from his bed and his life. But the biggest surprise of all is that their one night of rapture has had unexpected permanent consequences!
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Bedded, banished, pregnant!
Talented photographer Coral Dahl can’t afford any distractions on her first major photo shoot. But the beauty of her location, the private Greek island of Hydros, is nothing compared to the lethal charisma of its owner, tycoon Raffaele Rossini! A charisma that wary, innocent Coral is powerless to resist...
Coral is astonished to discover her family is scandalously entwined with Rafa’s, and she has a claim on his inheritance. Branded a gold digger, she’s dismissed from his bed, and his life. Yet the biggest surprise of all? Their one night of rapture had unexpected, permanent consequences!
Rafa still held her fingers in his hand. Coral knew she should pull them free but she didn’t want to.
“Why do I feel that this is dangerous…?”
“I’ve got nothing to gain by kissing you other than pleasure. That should tell you all you need to know.”
She felt almost woozy now, with the lovely sensation as he continued to stroke his fingers round her wrist.
“Pleasure?” she repeated stupidly.
“That’s right. I just want to give you pleasure. Nothing else.”
He closed his hand around her fingers and gently tugged her towards him.
“Why deny yourself what you know you want?”
“I don’t even know what I want any more.”
“I know you want me to kiss you…don’t you?”
He moved a fraction closer. She could see the eyelashes that framed each eye, the fine line of his eyelid, the proud jut of his nose. She could scent him. No matter what her brain was saying, her body was reacting to this man on a level she’d never experienced before. She was almost completely lost.
Unable to sit still without reading, BELLA FRANCES first found romantic fiction at the age of twelve, in between deadly dull knitting patterns and recipes in the pages of her grandmother’s magazines. An obsession was born! But it wasn’t until one long, hot summer, after completing her first degree in English Literature, that she fell upon the legends that are Mills & Boon books. She has occasionally lifted her head out of them since to do a range of jobs, including barmaid, financial adviser and teacher, as well as to practise (but never perfect) the art of motherhood on two (almost grown-up) cherubs.
Bella lives a very energetic life in the UK, but tries desperately to travel for pleasure at least once a month—strictly in the interests of research!
Books by Bella Frances
Mills & Boon Modern Romance
The Playboy of Argentina
Claimed by a Billionaire
The Argentinian’s Virgin Conquest
The Italian’s Vengeful Seduction
Mills & Boon Modern Tempted
The Scandal Behind the Wedding
Dressed to Thrill
Visit the Author Profile page at millsandboon.co.uk for more titles.
For Dad
Whose moral compass is always due north
Thank you for always being there
At my back but pointing forwards Helping me on my way
Contents
Heavenly things are about to happen!
SO DECLARED THE press pack for Heavenly magazine, in an elegant cursive font across its front cover.
I’m absolutely sure they are, thought Coral Dahl as she sat back on the cream leather of Romano Publishing’s executive jet and started flicking through the folder. Fingers crossed they’ll happen to me...
Heavenly’s tagline summed up how she was feeling about this trip, but for the posse of fashion, art and creative directors, stylists, hair and make-up assistants and editorial staff it was just another day at the office. Celebrity fashion editorials were no big deal to them, but for Coral, as a rookie photographer, it was the biggest career step of her life.
In less than an hour they would be landing on Hydros, the infamous private island belonging to the infamously private Di Visconti family. They’d spend the next two days photographing the heir apparent, Salvatore, and his fiancée before their ultra-hush-hush, ultra-exclusive wedding. All after signing confidentiality agreements. In triplicate.
‘OK, people, listen up.’ Mariella, the senior editor, walked through the cabin, looking more than a little flustered. ‘Word is that Salvatore’s brother Raffaele, our very own commander-in-chief, is going to be there, overseeing things. Yes, I hear you gasp, but I don’t want anyone in a panic or fluttering too many eyelashes—I’ll handle everything. We’re professionals, and we all know what we’re doing. Well, nearly all of us,’ she added, looking at Coral. ‘So there shouldn’t be any problems. Just let me reassure him. We go way back, and whatever it is that’s got him ruffled I’ll sort it out.’
Coral looked around. Everyone seemed to be grabbing their bags and reapplying their make-up.
‘What’s going on?’ she asked the girl next to her.
‘Raffaele Rossini—CEO of Romano. Signor Smokin’ Hot!’ She laughed, slicking her lips with gloss. ‘None of us stands a chance, but it doesn’t stop us from trying.’
