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Автор: Caitlin Crews
Издательство: HarperCollins
Серия: Mills & Boon Modern
Жанр произведения: Контркультура
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       “I told you to remove your clothes, azizty.”

      Kavian’s mouth was so close. Amaya could feel his breath against her lips, particularly when he said the unfamiliar word she was terribly afraid was some kind of endearment. She was afraid that she wanted it to be an endearment—that she was starting down that slippery slope. She could taste him if she only tipped forward—and she would never know how she managed to keep herself from doing exactly that.

      She wanted it as much as she feared it. The push and pull of it made her feel something like seasickness, though it certainly wasn’t nausea that pooled in her. Not even close.

      “I’m not very good at following orders,” she managed to say.

      There was the faintest suggestion of a curve to that grimly sensual mouth, still entirely too near her own.

      “Not yet, perhaps,” he said. “But you will become adept and obedient. I will insist.”

       Scandalous Sheikh Brides

       And the powerful men who claim them!

      In their rival desert kingdoms the word of Rihad al Bakri and Kavian ibn Zayed al Talaas is law.

      Nothing and no one stands in the way of these formidable and passionate sheikhs.

      Until two exceptional women dare to defy them and turn their carefully controlled worlds upside down.

      These men will do whatever it takes to protect their legacies—including claiming these women as their brides before a scandal ensues!

      Read Rihad’s story in

      Protecting the Desert Heir June 2015

      And Kavian and Princess Amaya’s story in

      Traded to the Desert Sheikh September 2015

      Traded to the

      Desert Sheikh

      Caitlin Crews

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      USA TODAY bestseller and RITA® Award-nominated author CAITLIN CREWS loves writing romance. She teaches her favourite romance novels in creative writing classes at places like UCLA Extension’s prestigious Writers’ Programme, where she finally gets to utilise the MA and PhD in English Literature she received from the University of York in England. She currently lives in California, with her very own hero and too many pets. Visit her at caitlincrews.com.

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      Contents

       Cover

       Introduction

       Title Page

       About the Author

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       CHAPTER TWELVE

       Extract

       Copyright

       CHAPTER ONE

      SHE HAD NO WARNING.

      There had been no telltale men with grim, assessing eyes watching her from the shadows. No strange gaps in conversation when she walked into the small coffee shop in a tiny lakeside village in British Columbia. There hadn’t been any of the usual hang-ups or missed calls on her latest disposable mobile phone that signaled her little noose was drawing tight.

      She had a large mug of strong, hot coffee to ward off the late-autumn chill this far north, where snow was plastered across the Canadian Rocky Mountains and the thick clouds hung low. The pastry she chose was cloyingly sweet, but she ate all of it anyway. She checked her email, her messages. There was a new voice mail from her older brother, Rihad, which she ignored. She would call him later, when she was less exposed. When she could be certain Rihad’s men couldn’t track her.

      And then she glanced up, some disturbance in the air around her making her skin draw tight in the second before he took the seat across from her at the tiny little café table.

      “Hello, Amaya,” he said, with a kind of calm, resolute satisfaction—while everything inside her shifted into one great big scream. “You’ve been more difficult to find than anticipated.”

      As if this were a perfectly casual meeting, here in this quiet