A Christmas consequence
Italian tycoon Vito Zaffari is waiting out the festive season while a family scandal fades from the press. So heâs come to his friendâs snow-covered English country cottage, determined to shut out the world.
Until a beautiful bombshell dressed as Santa literally crashes into his Christmas! Innocent Holly Cleaver sneaks under Vitoâs defensesâhe wants her like no other before and decides he must have her.
When Vito finds her gone the next day, heâs sure sheâll be easy to forget...until he discovers that their one night of passion has a shocking Christmas consequence!
Vito was asking Holly to marry him...He was actually asking her to marry him! How was she supposed to react to that when she had been astonished by his proposal?
âYou should also consider the reality that eventually our son will be very rich, and growing up outside my world isnât the best preparation for that day,â Vito pointed out. âI want to be his father. A father who is there for Angelo when he needs me. A benefit neither you nor I enjoyed.â
He was making very valid points but Holly felt harassed and intimidated rather than grateful for his honesty. âBut marriage?â she reasoned. âThatâs such a huge decision.â
âAnd a decision only you can make. But there would be other benefits for you,â Vito told her quietly. âYou could set up as an interior designer and live your dream with meââ
âYouâre starting to sound like a trained negotiator,â Holly cut in.
âI am a trained negotiator,â Vito conceded. âBut I want to give our son the very best start in life he can haveâwith a genuine family.â
And that was the real moment that Holly veered from consternation and fell deep into his honey trap.
Christmas with a Tycoon
Mediterranean billionaires under the mistletoe
Christmas might be a time for giving, but these billionaires are thinking only of what they can take!
Vito Zaffari might have a ruthless reputation, but when Holly crashes his festive hideaway she leaves with an unexpected Christmas gift...
Apollo Metraxis has made a career of bachelorhood, but the conditions of his fatherâs will force him to choose a bride. Pixie might be the last wife heâd ever choose, but sheâs soon the only one he wants!
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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.
Books by Lynne Graham
Mills & Boon Modern Romance
Bought for the Greekâs Revenge
The Sicilianâs Stolen Son Leonettiâs Housekeeper Bride The Secret His Mistress Carried The Dimitrakos Proposition A Ring to Secure His Heir Unlocking Her Innocence
The Notorious Greeks
The Greek Demands His Heir The Greek Commands His Mistress
Bound by Gold
The Sheikhâs Secret Babies The Billionaireâs Bridal Bargain
The Legacies of Powerful Men
Ravelliâs Defiant Bride Christakisâs Rebellious Wife Zarifâs Convenient Queen
A Bride for a Billionaire
A Rich Manâs Whim The Sheikhâs Prize The Billionaireâs Trophy Challenging Dante
Visit the Author Profile page at millsandboon.co.uk for more titles.
Christmas is one of my favourite times of year.
Itâs about family and friends, so this is dedicated to you.
CHAPTER ONE
THE MOORLAND LANDSCAPE on Dartmoor was cold and crisp with ice. As the four-wheel drive turned off the road onto a rough lane, Vito saw the picturesque cottage sheltering behind winter-bare trees with graceful frosted branches. His lean, strong face grim with exhaustion, he got out of the car ahead of his driver, only tensing as he heard the sound of yet another text hitting his phone. Ignoring it, he walked into the property while the driver emptied the car.
Instant warmth greeted him and he raked a weary hand through the dense blue-black hair that the breeze had whipped across his brow. There was a welcome blaze in the brick inglenook fireplace and he fought the sense of relief threatening to engulf him. He was not a coward. He had not run away as his ex-fiancée had accused him of doing. He would have stood his ground and stayed in Florence had he not finally appreciated that the pursuit of the paparazzi and outrageous headlines were only being fuelled by his continuing presence.
He had grudgingly followed his best friend Apolloâs advice and had removed himself from the scene, recognising that his mother had quite enough to deal with when her husband was in hospital following a serious heart attack without also having to suffer the embarrassment of her sonâs newly acquired notoriety. Undeniably, his friend had much more experience than Vito had of handling scandals and bad publicity. The Greek playboy had led a far less restricted life than Vito, who had known from an early age that he would become the next CEO of the Zaffari Bank. His grandfather had steeped him in the history and traditions of a family that could trace its beginnings back to the Middle Ages when the Zaffari name had stood shoulder to shoulder with words like honour and principle. No more, Vito reflected wryly. Now he would be famous for ever as the banker who had indulged in drugs and strippers.