The child she hid...
Surrounded by societyâs glitterati, Arden Wills finds herself staring up into the eyes of her first and only love. But Sheikh Idris Baddour has a surprise title and heavy responsibilities...so she clings to her precious secret even tighter.
Time has done nothing to dampen the intense ardor between them. And when their kiss is blasted across the worldâs front pages, Ardenâs truth comes to lightâthe sheikh has a secret son! To avoid further scandal, Idris must legitimize his heir and make English rose Arden his dutiful desert queen!
âHere he is at last. Arden, Iâd like to present you to my cousin IdrisâSheikh of Zahrat.â
Arden widened her smile, determined not to be overawed by meeting her very first, and no doubt last, sheikh. Coming to this formal reception, surrounded by VIPs who oozed money and privilege, had already tested her nerves.
She turned, tilted her head to look up, and felt the world drop away.
His face was severely sculpted, as if scored by desert winds. Yet there was beauty in those high cheekbones and his firm yet sensual mouth. His nose and jaw were honed and strong. The harsh angle of those beetling black brows intimidated. So did the wide flare of his nostrils, as if the sheikh scented something unexpected.
Shock dragged at her, loosening her knees till her legs felt like rubber.
His eyes...
Dark as a midnight storm, those eyes fixed on her instinctive movement as she clutched Hamid for support. Slowly they lifted again to clash with hers, disdain clear in that haughty stare.
A shuddering wave of disquiet rolled through her as she blinked up, telling herself it wasnât possible. It couldnât be.
Despite the frantic messages her body was sending her, she couldnât know this man.
Yet her brain wouldnât listen to reason. It told her it was him. The man whoâd changed her life.
Secret Heirs of Billionaires
There are some things money canât buy...
Living life at lightning pace, these magnates are no strangers to stakes at their highest. It seems theyâve got it all... That is, until they find out that thereâs an unplanned item to add to their list of accomplishments!
Achieved:
1. Successful business empire
2. Beautiful women in their bed
3. An heir to bear their name...?
Though every billionaire needs to leave his legacy in safe hands, discovering a secret heir shakes up his carefully orchestrated plan in more ways than one!
Uncover their secrets in:
Unwrapping the Castelli Secret by Caitlin Crews
Brunettiâs Secret Son by Maya Blake The Secret to Marrying Marchesi by Amanda Cinelli Demetriou Demands His Child by Kate Hewitt
Look out for more stories in the Secret Heirs of Billionaires series coming soon!
Growing up near the beach, ANNIE WEST spent lots of time observing tall, burnished lifeguardsâearly research! Now she spends her days fantasizing about gorgeous men and their love lives. Annie has been a reader all her life. She also loves travel, long walks, good company and great food. You can contact her at [email protected] or via PO Box 1041, Warners Bay, NSW 2282, Australia.
Books by Annie West
Mills & Boon Modern Romance
The Flaw in Raffaeleâs Revenge Seducing His Enemyâs Daughter Damaso Claims His Heir Imprisoned by a Vow Captive in the Spotlight Defying Her Desert Duty
One Night With Consequences
A Vow to Secure His Legacy
Seven Sexy Sins
The Sinnerâs Marriage Redemption
Desert Vows
The Sheikhâs Princess Bride The Sultanâs Harem Bride
At His Service
An Enticing Debt to Pay
Dark-Hearted Tycoons
Undone by His Touch
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This book is dedicated to the wonderful men in my family
across three generations: all heroic in their own way. What excellent role models for my heroes!
CHAPTER ONE
âLET ME BE the first to congratulate you, Cousin. May you and your Princess be happy all your days.â
Hamid beamed with such goodwill Idris felt his own mouth kick up in a rare smile. They might not be close but Idris had missed his older cousin as theyâd carved separate lives for themselves, Idris in Zahrat and Hamid as a UK-based academic.
âNot my Princess yet, Hamid.â He kept his voice soft, aware that, despite the chatter of a few hundred VIPs, there were plenty of ears eager for news of his impending nuptials.
Hamidâs eyes widened behind rimless glasses. âHave I put my foot in it? Iâd heardââ
âYou heard correctly.â Idris paused, tugging in a breath before it lengthened into a sigh. He had to conquer this sense of constraint whenever he thought of his upcoming marriage.
No one forced his hand. He was Sheikh Idris Baddour, supreme ruler of Zahrat, protector of the weak, defender of his nation. His word was law in his own country and, for that matter, here in his opulent London embassy.