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Bound By The Sultan's Baby
CAROL MARINELLI
A scandalous royal consequence!One night with innocent wedding planner Gabi was not enough for Sultan Alim al-Lehan, but duty called him home. Memories of their forbidden pleasure prove impossible to forget—especially when he discovers Gabi has just returned from maternity leave!The baby must be his...and if Gabi won’t tell him then Alim will seduce the truth out of her! Commanding that she arrange his wedding—even if he’s not yet picked a wife—is the ideal ruse. Alim wants her in his bed—but as the Sultan’s mistress or his bride?
A scandalous royal consequence!
One night with innocent wedding planner Gabi was not enough for Sultan Alim al-Lehan, but duty called him home. Memories of their forbidden pleasure prove impossible to forget—especially when he discovers Gabi has just returned from maternity leave!
The baby must be his, but if Gabi won’t tell him, Alim will seduce the truth out of her! Commanding that she arrange his wedding, even if he’s not yet picked a wife, is the ideal ruse. Alim wants her in his bed, but must decide—as a sultan’s mistress or bride!i
Gabi heard the door open and turned, assuming it was one of the staff to clear the remnants of the wedding away.
Instead it was Alim.
‘I was just...’ Gabi started. Just what? Thinking about you.
She was one burning blush as he walked across the room, and she didn’t know where to go or what to do with herself as he approached the old gramophone.
And then she shivered.
Not because it was cold, for the air was perfectly warm. Instead she shivered in silent delight as she heard the slight scratch of the needle hitting the vinyl. The sounds of old were given life again and etched for ever on her heart as he turned around and walked towards her.
without a word, he offered her this dance. And, without a word, she accepted.
‘Listen…’ He spoke into her ear and his low voice offered a delicious warning. ‘I am trouble.’
‘I know that.’
‘If you like me, then I am doubly so.’
‘I know all of that,’ Gabi said.
The trouble was, right now—here in his arms—Gabi didn’t care about trouble. So she lifted her face to his.
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Secret babies they are determined to claim!
Raul, Alim and Bastiano—three billionaires renowned the world over for their charisma and commanding ways.
Lydia, Gabi and Sophie—three innocents who cannot resist their seductive appeal.
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You won’t want to miss this addictive new trilogy from Carol Marinelli!
Bound by the Sultan’s Baby
Carol Marinelli
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
CAROL MARINELLI recently filled in a form asking for her job title. Thrilled to be able to put down her answer, she put ‘writer’. Then it asked what Carol did for relaxation and she put down the truth—‘writing’. The third question asked for her hobbies. Well, not wanting to look obsessed, she crossed her fingers and answered ‘swimming’—but, given that the chlorine in the pool does terrible things to her highlights, I’m sure you can guess the real answer!
Books by Carol Marinelli
Mills & Boon Modern Romance
Billionaires & One-Night Heirs
The Innocent’s Secret Baby
One Night With Consequences
The Sheikh’s Baby Scandal
The Billionaire’s Legacy
Di Sione’s Innocent Conquest
Irresistible Russian Tycoons
The Price of His Redemption
The Cost of the Forbidden
Billionaire Without a Past
Return of the Untamed Billionaire
Mills & Boon Medical Romance
Their Secret Royal Baby
Paddington Children’s Hospital
Their One Night Baby
The London Primary Hospital
Playboy on Her Christmas List
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at millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk/) for more titles.
Contents
Cover (#ubb563a57-76d3-5a5f-80cb-5999dcf206b1)
Back Cover Text (#u30d8024c-8e37-5eaa-9a2c-b59e8ec2c820)
Introduction (#u11d061fa-192c-5c08-9dbd-7cae7a5380a5)
Billionaires & One-Night Heirs (#ua1775d07-faa0-5b4c-82fc-c29a16f50460)
Title Page (#u4e4029b7-b0a2-50c2-8b49-51edef80fc36)
About the Author (#uf778efa9-9ab0-5dc6-b2e5-35baf930b72c)
CHAPTER ONE (#u1ac3df31-4ca7-5783-9412-074c823f158e)
CHAPTER TWO (#uf11ac7c9-2a47-5d72-90c3-968809d06f35)
CHAPTER THREE (#u7da37ffd-3f1d-5b8a-bc48-02aba81c0bb7)
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CHAPTER ONE (#ub7809d05-b7b8-5b9d-a04e-ca20422a45a6)
GABI DERAMO HAD never been a bridesmaid, let alone a bride.
However, weddings were her life and she thought about them during most of the minutes of her day.
From way back she had lived and breathed weddings.
Gabi was a dreamer.
As a little girl, her dolls would regularly be lined up in a bridal procession. Once, to her mother’s fury, Gabi had poured two whole bags of sugar and one of flour over them to create a winter wedding effect.
‘Essere nerre nuvole,’ her mother, Carmel, had scolded, telling her that she lived in the clouds.
What Gabi didn’t tell her was that at each wedding she made with her dolls, she pretended it was her mother. As if somehow she could conjure her father’s presence and make it so that he had not left a pregnant Carmel to struggle alone.
And while Gabi had never been so much as kissed, as an assistant wedding planner she had played her part in many a romantic escape.
She dreamt of the same most nights.
And she dreamt of Alim.
Now Gabi sat, flicking through the to-do list on her tablet and curling her long black hair around her finger, trying to work out how on earth she could possibly organise, from scratch, an extremely rushed but very exclusive winter wedding in Rome.
Mona, the bride-to-be, stepped out of the changing area on her third attempt at trying on a gown not of Gabi’s choice.
It didn’t suit Mona in the least—the antique lace made her olive skin look sallow and the heavy fabric did nothing to accentuate her delicate frame.
‘What do you think?’ Mona asked Gabi as she turned around to look in the mirror and examined herself from behind.
Gabi knew from experience how to deal with a bride who stood in completely the wrong choice of gown. ‘What do you think, Mona?’
‘I don’t know,’ Mona sighed. ‘I quite like it.’
‘Then it isn’t the gown for you,’ Gabi said. ‘Because you have to love it.’
Mona had resisted the boutique owner’s guidance and had completely dismissed Gabi’s suggestion for a bright, white, column gown with subtle embroidery. In fact, Mona hadn’t even tried it on.
Gabi’s suggestions were dismissed rather a lot.
She was curvy and dressed in the severe, shapeless dark suit that her boss, Bernadetta, insisted she wear, so brides-to-be tended to assume that Gabi had no clue where fashion was concerned.
