A sheikh dedicated to pleasure, a woman intent on revenge, a love that cannot be denied…
Sheikh Adam ibn Mohammed Aziz enjoys a life of wheeling and dealing, seducing and flirting. He’s only doing what comes naturally, and loving women happens to come very naturally to him—so long as the women understand that they can never touch his heart. That’s why an arranged marriage will suit him nicely. He only has to make sure of one thing—he’s untainted by scandal. And he’s been too discreet to allow any scandal to attach itself to him. So far, anyway.
Half-English, half-Ahmari, librarian Jasmine Delaney flirts with Adam for one reason only—he caused her beloved sister’s death. Her life will never be the same again and she needs the handsome Adam to understand the pain his careless affairs have caused. At first she’s not sure how she can do this. But all becomes clear when she discovers his Achilles Heel—he must appear to be free from scandal. So she decides she’ll give him a scandal which will destroy his future. Perhaps then he’ll understand, in a small way, the grief his womanizing has caused.
But the best-laid plans of a vengeful woman can go astray, especially when she finds herself in a setting of exquisite beauty, in the company of a consummate seducer who has spent his life perfecting his ability to give and receive pleasure…
Publisher : Bay Books (January 23, 2022)
Language : English
Paperback : 182 pages
Item Weight : 9.1 ounces
Dimensions : 5 x 0.41 x 8 inches
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Adam was beginning to wish he hadn’t come to the cocktail party. He’d got stuck with a group of business executives who were desperately trying to impress him, and were failing miserably. He stopped listening to them as soon as the woman stepped into the room. Despite her tentative movements and unsettled gaze—her eyes darted around the room as if looking for someone—she was stunning. Or maybe it was because of, rather than despite, her unsureness that she was stunning. There was none of the confident affectation which barely concealed the sense of boredom and shallowness from which most of the women he hung out with seemed to suffer.
He didn’t mind ‘shallow’ most of the time. He didn’t need a woman to challenge him, only to go to bed with him. And, as soon as they began to talk about feelings, he’d end it. Feelings weren’t his thing, which was why an arranged marriage would be perfect for him. No expectations to be disappointed, no talk of that four-letter word—love.
“Sorry!” He shot a charming smile to his host, who instantly returned his smile. “I have to go. I’ve just seen someone I know.”
“Someone?” His host laughed, following Adam’s gaze. “Or a beautiful lady?”
“You got me there.” His smile broadened before he turned away, instantly forgetting the man and, for the first time, glad that his staff had mistakenly accepted the invitation to the event. Until the mystery woman had turned up he’d regretted coming. But things were looking better by the minute, he thought as he approached her and admired her incredibly long, slender legs, topped with a short shift dress with demure collar and short sleeves. The dress was bright red, not tight, but glanced off her slender curves tantalizingly. All the sexiness was in its short length and the over-long feature zip, as if hinting at just how easy it would be to slip the dress off. His eyes rose to her red lips, which matched her dress. She was stunning.
“Good evening,” he said, scooping up a glass of Champagne from a passing server. “I believe you may be looking for one of these.” He presented it to her with a smile.
Up close, she was even better. Clear honey-colored skin with a narrow nose, wide mouth and eyes whose heavy makeup accentuated their cat-like shape and dark, melting brown iris. He felt himself sinking into them, rather than seeing himself reflected back. The beautiful eyes blinked once, as if in disbelief. He could understand that. And then she gave a timid smile, which did a lot more to him than a confident one could. Intriguing.
“Thank you.” She reached out for the glass and he deliberately held on to it for a few moments longer than necessary, so their fingers would brush each other. She looked up at him, startled. He liked that, too.
She took the glass and turned slightly away from him, placed one arm across her stomach in an endearingly awkward way, and took a large sip of Champagne. It made her cough as the bubbles caught in her throat.
“Are you okay?” he asked, taking her glass from her so she could retrieve a handkerchief from her bag.
She coughed and wiped her nose in a very non-glamorous way. He grinned. Well, this was a turn up for the books—a woman with the looks of a model, but with a very down-to-earth manner. He wondered exactly how earthy she was. Would she be like so many other beautiful women he came across—more interested in their latest Botox and his bank balance than making love? He hoped not. And he decided there and then, to dedicate himself to finding out.