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The Valquez Bride
MELANIE MILBURNE
A wedding night she’ll never forget!Untouched Theodora Marlstone has always wanted the fairytale wedding – a white dress and an adoring groom. Instead she’s walking up the aisle towards a marriage of convenience to outrageously attractive Argentinian Alejandro Valquez! He promises raw sensuality, not devotion, but thanks to her father’s will Teddy must say ‘I do’…Alejandro has never wanted a wife, but his buttoned-up bride is a delicious present just waiting to be unwrapped. Beneath the white silk lies a woman who exceeds his wildest imagination – and it’s clear that this union will burn the very paper it’s written on!Discover more at www.millsandboon.co.uk/melaniemilburne
‘You said a paper marriage.’ Theodora was surprised her voice came out at all, let alone so evenly.
Alejandro’s eyes were still hooded and trained on her mouth. ‘That was the plan.’
Was? Her heart jolted against her ribcage. What did he mean, ‘was’? Was he thinking about shifting the goalposts on their arrangement? Changing the rules? Breaking the rules? A trickle of traitorous excitement flowed through her at the thought of him making love to her, of his long, strong body possessing hers. Enrapturing her in a feast of the senses that so far she had only ever imagined.
Another beat of silence.
‘You should let go of my chin.’ And stop making me want to kiss you so badly I can’t think about anything but how sexy and male and tempting your mouth is.
His thumb brushed over the base of her chin. ‘What if I don’t?’
Teddy disguised a gulp. ‘You’d be breaking the rules.’
A corner of his mouth came up in a sexy slant of a smile. ‘What if I want to break the rules?’
THE PLAYBOYS OF ARGENTINA
Introducing the untameable Valquez brothers …
The Valquez brothers are living legends.
Alejandro’s business prowess is staggering, Luiz’s success on the polo field is unparalleled, and their reputations in the bedroom are scandalous!
But they’re both about to face their biggest challenge yet …
Alejandro must marry—
but he never anticipated desiring his convenient wife!
And notorious playboy Luiz finds his match in the delectably innocent Daisy Wyndham!
You won’t want to miss this scorching new duet from Melanie Milburne!
Read Alejandro’s story in:
THE VALQUEZ BRIDE October 2014
and
Luiz’s story in:
THE VALQUEZ SEDUCTION November 2014
The Valquez Bride
Melanie Milburne
www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)
From as soon as MELANIE MILBURNE could pick up a pen she knew she wanted to write. It was when she picked up her first Mills & Boon® at seventeen that she realised she wanted to write romance. After being distracted for a few years by meeting and marrying her own handsome hero, surgeon husband Steve, and having two boys, plus completing a Masters of Education and becoming a nationally ranked athlete (masters swimming), she decided to write. Five submissions later she sold her first book and is now a multi-published, bestselling, award-winning USA TODAY author. In 2008 she won the Australian Readers’ Association most popular category/series romance, and in 2011 she won the prestigious Romance Writers of Australia R*BY award.
Melanie loves to hear from her readers via her website,
www.melaniemilburne.com.au (http://www.melaniemilburne.com.au), or on Facebook: www.facebook.com/pages/Melanie-Milburne/351594482609 (http://www.facebook.com/pages/Melanie-Milburne/351594482609).
To Nataly Espinoza, for your help with the Spanish translations, but also for your friendship. It was lovely meeting you on the tour of The Kimberleys.
xxx
Contents
Cover (#u99b4f0b7-de77-5041-9d64-0e3260a8a180)
Excerpt (#u1c553651-bf14-5393-a03d-9ee45c7ac14c)
Title Page (#uae941684-707a-5873-9ad5-fab879488305)
About the Author (#u8e4ae74a-246b-5346-9aee-75949d482b7e)
Dedication (#u1417ea33-7633-5691-8a59-743ecde79c45)
CHAPTER ONE (#u106ea057-ebdb-5215-a65d-f4693600da1a)
CHAPTER TWO (#ua1bac6aa-279f-541c-ae7e-c0df3f057ee2)
CHAPTER THREE (#u427e41e2-b60f-5e3b-8792-2fac77ff3b5c)
CHAPTER FOUR (#litres_trial_promo)
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CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)
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CHAPTER ONE (#ulink_f7671e8e-7361-52b0-b3b4-42b2abf6d142)
THE ONE WORD that stood out on Teddy’s father’s will started with M but it wasn’t money. She looked at the family lawyer in open-mouthed alarm. ‘Marriage?’
Benson nodded gravely. ‘I’m afraid so. Within a month. Otherwise, your second cousin Hugo will inherit the lot—every property, stock and share, including Marlstone Manor.’
‘But that can’t be right!’ Teddy gripped the arms of the chair so tightly her fingers dug into the leather arms like claws. ‘Dad told me this place was mine. He told me the day before he died. He said I would always have this roof over my head.’
‘Your father changed his will the month before he was diagnosed with cancer,’ the lawyer said. ‘It was as if he’d known he didn’t have much time left and wanted to get his affairs in order.’
His affairs?
It was her home! That was her affair. It was her life! It was her safety and security. How could her father hand it over to her cousin, who hadn’t even visited him once during his illness?
Teddy’s heart was galloping so fast and so hard she could feel the blood beating in every one of her fingertips. Shock chilled and chugged through her body like a flow of ice. She blinked to clear her vision. What sort of nightmare was this? Was she really sitting in the library with her father’s lawyer having this crazy conversation?
It had to be a mistake.
For the last five months she had nursed her father through his pancreatic cancer and stayed with him and held his hand as he finally slipped away. It was the only time she had felt close to him. During those last days he had shared snippets of his childhood previously unknown to her. It had explained so much about his difficult personality. The way he had constantly found fault with her. How he was so impossible to please. How he was such a control freak who never let her have a say in things. Towards the end she had found a space in her heart to forgive him. She had even told him she loved him. Something she had vowed she would never do.
And yet the whole time he had been intent on tricking her?
Betraying her?
She swallowed tightly, annoyed at the knotty lump of hurt that was lodged in her throat like an oversized walnut. Why had she fallen for it? Why had she let her father do that to her? He had made her feel safe and then whipped the rug of security out from under her. Why hadn’t she seen it coming? Why had she been so...so stupid to fall for that happy families routine?
‘My father led me to believe Marlstone would always be mine.’ Teddy tried to speak clearly and steadily even though her emotions were tumbling and twisting inside her chest like clothes spinning in a dryer set on too fast a speed. ‘Why would he have changed his mind? Surely I don’t have to be married in order to inherit what should be automatically mine? That’s totally outrageous!’
The lawyer tapped the legal document with the pen he was holding. ‘It’s a little more specific than that...’ He paused for a beat as if he was trying to find a way to say his next words without causing her more stress. ‘Your father has also nominated the groom.’
Shock opened a broad hand inside her belly and grabbed at her intestines. Nominated the— ‘What?’
He pushed the document towards her. ‘He wants you to marry Alejandro Valquez.’
Teddy looked at the name. Saw the man in her mind. Felt the bottom of her spine loosen as she pictured that imposingly tall, dark-haired, dark-eyed playboy with the enigmatic smile of a fallen angel. The man women the world over flocked around like bees to top shelf pollen. She felt her cheeks heat up as if twin furnaces had been lit beneath her skin. This had to be a joke. Her father couldn’t possibly be so cruel. To force her to marry someone so out of her league it would make her a laughing stock the moment it was announced. The press would mock her. They would ridicule her mercilessly. No one would believe it for a second. Alejandro Valquez and her? She could already see the headlines: Lame Lady of the Manor Lands Argentinian Playboy in Money Match Marriage.
What had she done to deserve this? Was this her father’s way of showing his disgust for her disability? To make her a target of ridicule and derision? To be the butt of puerile bar room jokes for the next decade?
Teddy took a steadying breath, slowly bringing her gaze back up to the lawyer’s. She had to keep cool. There had to be a way to solve this. It wasn’t going to help things by panicking and getting hysterical. That wasn’t her way. Cool and composed was her modus operandi, even though below the surface her nerves were stretched to snapping point. ‘Is there any way of...getting around it?’
‘Not if you want to retain full ownership and occupancy of Marlstone Manor.’
She looked out of the library windows to the gardens and the rolling fields beyond. The green folded valleys with their borders of thick hedgerows, the curve of the river that flowed through the forest that fringed the upper boundary. The still and silent silver sheet of the lake, the sycamore, beech and yew trees that had stood for centuries while life moved on around them.
The Wiltshire mansion and its surrounding estate was her home. It was her inspiration for her work as a children’s book illustrator. Her botanical drawings with their whimsical themes were inspired by her surroundings.
Her studio was here.
Her home was here.
Her sanctuary was here.
How could she lose it? How could she be turfed out as if she was nothing more than a leaseholder? What was her father thinking?
Her stomach knotted again.
Hadn’t he cared about her at all?
Hadn’t he known how much she loathed men like Alejandro Valquez? Alejandro was a disgustingly rich and dashingly handsome playboy who—like his younger brother Luiz—only ever dated supermodels and film stars. Beautiful women. Perfect women.
Alejandro hadn’t noticed her in the past. Girls like her were invisible to men like him. His coal-black gaze had looked straight through her when he’d been introduced to her at a polo event her father had taken her to years ago.
Alejandro had barely mouthed a word of greeting before he had spied a tall, slim blonde beauty standing behind her, who soon after became his fiancée. Their whirlwind affair had been in the press for weeks—for months—until his fiancée, supermodel Mercedes Delgado, called off their wedding at the last minute.
What was her father playing at in forcing the hand of a man who could choose any woman he liked? What possible reason could her father have for wanting such an alliance, even if it was only temporary?
Teddy had never been close to her father. He had never disguised the fact he would have preferred a son to a daughter. Since her childhood he had found fault with her for everything she said or did, and yet, like all little girls, she had continued to love him. To seek his approval. To win him over. It had taken her years to realise he had been too obsessed with work and winning every corporate battle to care about her. He hadn’t had time for her, even though he had gone to extreme lengths to secure custody of her after the divorce from her mother. Gaining custody of her had been another battle to win. Another victory.
Was this his way of punishing her for never forgiving him for the way he had driven her mother to an early grave? Or had he been so ashamed of his only daughter living such a quiet spinsterish life he had decided to do something about it by tying her to a man she had no possible chance of attracting any other way?
The Valquez name was synonymous with wealth and prestige. The playboy polo set who partied as hard as they played. If and when the fast-living brothers decided to marry, it certainly wouldn’t be to someone like her.
Teddy brought her gaze back to the lawyer’s. ‘What’s in this for Alejandro? Why would he agree to such an arrangement?’
‘Your father bought some acreage off Alejandro’s father in Argentina twenty years ago to relieve financial pressure on the family after Paco Valquez suffered a polo accident and became a quadriplegic,’ Benson said. ‘Your father kept it in his possession all this time, even though Alejandro has made numerous offers to buy it back. The deeds of the property will be handed over to him upon your marriage.’
She was being exchanged for property? Handed over like a trophy? Like goods and chattels? How could her father do this to her? This wasn’t the Regency period. This was the twenty-first century. Women were supposed to choose their own husbands.
To fall in love.
To be loved back.
Teddy had secretly dreamed of having the fairy tale since her parents divorced so acrimoniously when she was seven. She believed in the power of love even though she hadn’t seen it modelled or experienced it herself. People were supposed to fall in love and stay in love. Not marry each other for prestige or property or financial gain.
How could she ignore the deepest yearnings of her heart to marry for any other reason than love? It would compromise every value she held dear. She refused to turn into a version of her mother, marrying a man for the social status and security he could give her and then suffering the shame of having everyone laugh at her when it all came unstuck.
There had to be a way out of this.
Teddy looked at the lawyer again. ‘What does Alejandro think about this? Has he been told?’
‘He is in what I would describe as rather a bind,’ the lawyer said.
‘Meaning?’
‘Your father has set things up so that if Alejandro refuses to marry you the property he wants will be sold.’
