Sara Craven Tribute Collection. Sara Craven

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Название Sara Craven Tribute Collection
Автор произведения Sara Craven
Жанр Современные любовные романы
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Издательство Современные любовные романы
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TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       CHAPTER TWELVE

       Marriage Under Suspicion

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       EPILOGUE

       The Marriage Truce

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       Copyright

Wed to the Italian

      SARA CRAVEN SUMMER COLLECTION

      WED TO THE ITALIAN

      Bartaldi’s Bride © 1999 Sara Craven Rome’s Revenge © 2001 Sara Craven The Forced Marriage © 2002 Sara Craven

      HER GREEK GROOM

      The Tycoon’s Mistress © 2000 Sara Craven Smokescreen Marriage © 2001 Sara Craven His Forbidden Bride © 2003 Sara Craven

      HIS RELUCTANT BRIDE

      The Marchese’s Love-Child © 2004 Sara Craven The Count’s Blackmail Bargain © 2005 Sara Craven In the Millionaire’s Possession © 2005 Sara Craven

      MARRIAGE RECLAIMED

      Marriage at a Distance © 1998 Sara Craven Marriage Under Suspicion © 2002 Sara Craven The Marriage Truce © 2002 Sara Craven

      Published in Great Britain 2016

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Bartaldi’s Bride

      THE weather in Rome had been swelteringly hot, with clear blue skies and unremitting sunshine, but, as she drove north, Clare could see inky clouds massing over the Appenines and hear a sour mutter of thunder in the distance.

      Out of one storm, straight into another, she thought ruefully, urging the hired Fiat round a tortuous bend.

      The first storm, however, had been of human origin, and had brought in its wake an abrupt termination to her contracted three months in Italy teaching English to the children of a wealthy Roman family.

      And all because the master of the house had a roving eye, and hands to match.

      ‘It is not your fault, signorina,’ Signora Dorelli, immaculate in grey silk and pearls, had told her that morning, her eyes and mouth steely. ‘Do not think that I blame you for my husband’s foolish behaviour. You have conducted yourself well. But I should have known better than to bring an attractive young woman into