The Desert King's Blackmailed Bride

The Desert King's Blackmailed Bride
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With this ring…When naive Polly Dixon lands in the desert kingdom of Dharia clutching an ornate ring - the only link to her hidden past – she never expected to be arrested and deposited at the feet of the country’s formidable ruler!I thee blackmail!King Rashad is suspicious of desirable Polly but her possession of the ring has caught the imagination of his country. They believe that Polly is the bride he’s been waiting for, so Rashad begins a fiery sensual onslaught to melt away Polly’s resolve and have her begging to walk down the aisle!Book 1 in the Brides for the Taking trilogy

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With this ring...

When naive Polly Dixon lands in the desert kingdom of Dharia clutching an ornate ring—the only link to her hidden past—she never expected to be arrested and deposited at the feet of the country’s formidable ruler!

I thee blackmail!

King Rashad is suspicious of desirable Polly, but her possession of the ring has caught the imagination of his country. They believe that Polly is the bride he’s been waiting for, so Rashad begins a fiery sensual onslaught to melt away Polly’s resolve and have her begging to walk down the aisle!

“Do you have an answer for me?” Rashad prompted with an air of expectancy on his lean, strong face.

“Not yet,” Polly admitted, matching his honesty.

Polly’s brain had flatly rejected marrying him at first. They barely knew each other, and it would be insane. And yet... She did want him—in fact she wanted him more than she had ever wanted any man—and she was not an impressionable teenager any longer. In fact, what if she never met another man who made her feel the same way Rashad did? That terrible fear held her still and turned her hollow inside, because he made her feel alive and wanton and all sorts of things she had never felt before. And, what was more, she was discovering that she liked the way he made her feel.

“Perhaps I can help you make up your mind,” Rashad murmured with silken softness. “You will see it as a form of blackmail, but in reality it is the only possible alternative if you do not wish to marry me.”

Polly’s head reared up, blue eyes wide and bright. “Blackmail?” she exclaimed in dismay. “What are you talking about?”

With this ring...

At their mother’s deathbed, Polly and Ellie Dixon are given a name, a ring—and news of a half-sister they’ve never met!

The search for their heritage leads these three sisters into the paths of three incredible alpha males...and it’s not long before they’re walking down the aisle!

Don’t miss this fabulous trilogy, starting with...

The Desert King’s Blackmailed Bride February 2017

Continuing with Ellie’s story...

The Italian’s One-Night Baby April 2017

And look out for Lucy’s story, coming soon!

The Desert King’s Blackmailed Bride

Lynne Graham


www.millsandboon.co.uk

LYNNE GRAHAM was born in Northern Ireland and has been a keen romance reader since her teens. She is very happily married to an understanding husband, who has learned to cook since she started to write! Her five children keep her on her toes. She has a very large dog who knocks everything over, a very small terrier who barks a lot, and two cats. When time allows, Lynne is a keen gardener.

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KING RASHAD EL-AMIN QUARAISHI studied the photos spread across his office desk. Six feet three inches tall, he dominated most gatherings, having inherited his grandfather’s unusual height. Black-haired and possessed of long-lashed dark eyes, he had also inherited the perfect bone structure that had made his mother a renowned beauty in the Middle East. Indeed, his smouldering dark good looks continually inspired admiring comments on social media and he was greatly embarrassed by the fact.

‘A cornucopia of feminine perfection,’ his chief adviser, Hakim, remarked with fervour. ‘A new reign, a new queen and, we trust, a new dynasty! Truthfully, fortune will smile now on the fortunes of Dharia.’

Although his royal employer appeared somewhat less enthusiastic, he did not disagree. But then Rashad had always known that it was his duty to marry and father a child. Unfortunately it was not a project that inspired him. After all, he had married before and at a very young age and he knew the pitfalls. Living with a woman with whom he might not have the smallest thing in common would be stressful. Misunderstandings and personality clashes would abound in such a relationship and if the desired conception did not occur in record time the stress would multiply and the unhappiness and dissatisfaction would settle in.

No, marriage held very little appeal for Rashad. The best he could hope for in a future bride was that she would have sufficient sense and practicality to enable them to live their separate lives in relative peace. He did not expect much in the way of support from a wife because his first wife had clung to him like superglue. Nor was he likely to forget his parents’ famously stormy marriage. Regardless, he also understood and accepted that the very stability of his country rested on his capacity to act as a respected role model for his people.



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