The De Santis Marriage

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Italian Tycoon Luciano De Santis is breathtaking in every way – he has dark good-looks, a decadent jet-setting lifestyle, power and success – and a devastating effect on women. Now Luc needs a bride and he’s demanding ordinary Lizzy Hadley as his wife! He’s trapped her, blackmailed her, and he’s determined to claim her – and as Lizzy’s family owe him millions of pounds she won’t be able to refuse...

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‘Because I want reparation for being taken for an idiot, and if that means putting you into Bianca’s wedding dress and marrying you in her place then that is what is going to happen.’

‘For goodness sake--!’ She jumped to her feet, ‘Don’t you think this situation is bad enough without you trying to fly to the moon?’

He laughed! Lizzy couldn’t believe she was hearing it! ‘You have a quaint way of expressing yourself.’

If the desk hadn’t been between them she would have thrown herself at him in fury! ‘I am not marrying you!’ she had to make do with shouting.

‘Why not—?’ Throwing himself into the chair behind the desk Luc arched her a challenging look. ‘Is there something wrong with me?’

‘Don’t ask me to make a list,’ Lizzy muttered, wrapping her arms around her body and glaring at him while her mind shot off in all directions trying to find the sense in this mad situation. ‘You’ve got the eyes of a lion,’ she then heard herself murmur out of absolutely nowhere!

‘Lions mark their territory, jealously protect their women but they do not hunt,’ he responded lazily.

‘Is that supposed to mean something?’ Lizzy snapped, wishing she’d kept her silly mouth shut about his eyes.

He offered a shrug. ‘I am ready to mate. I want – cubs. I did not have to hunt for Bianca because she’s always been there in the background of my life ready to claim once she’d grown up. Now here you are.’ Those damned golden eyes fixed on her face. ‘You don’t need hunting either because I have you caught and shackled by your brothers stealing tendencies and an attraction for me you find impossible to hide.’

‘I am not attracted to you in any way shape or form,’ Lizzy denied stiffly.

‘Then why the sweet tender kiss?’

‘Oh for goodness sake,’ he was like a dog with a particularly juicy bone to gnaw on. ‘It wasn’t a kiss! I accidentally brushed my mouth against your throat! And I was drunk!’ she added for good measure.

‘Tipsy on six weeks of guilty lusting,’ he taunted.

Mills & Boon Modern
September 2008
ISBN: 9780263864564
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Harlequin Presents
September 2008
ISBN: 9780373127566
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