One Night Heir. Lucy Monroe

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Название One Night Heir
Автор произведения Lucy Monroe
Жанр Современные любовные романы
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isbn 9781472002167



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       “Cold?” Maks purred, pushing even closer. “Let me warm you.”

      “I’m not co—” But Gillian wasn’t allowed to finish the thought.

      His mouth covered hers in a kiss that demanded full submission and reciprocation.

      Her body—the same body that had shied away from his every touch—now capitulated without a single conscious thought on her part. She sank into him while her mouth softened under his, allowing him immediate access to the interior.

      Like the marauder his ancestors had been, he took advantage, his tongue seeking hers out with sensual intent. The hand on her throat slid down to her shoulder and then lower.

      His triumphant growl was both animalistic and unbearably exciting.

      This man might have all the urbanity expected of a prince on the outside, but underneath beat the heart of a ruthless Cossack. He wanted nothing less than everything.

       BY HIS ROYAL DECREE

       At his command and in his bed!

      Crown Prince Maksim Yurkovich and his royal cousin

      Prince Demyan know exactly the price of duty.

      Having already sacrificed so much,

      what is one more thing to them?

      Tied to women by necessity, it’s hard to say who is

      more surprised by the fiery strength of their desire—

      the Princes or their brides.

      But when the sheets cool on the marriage bed

      who will win…Queen or country?

      Read Crown Prince Maksim’s story this month in

      ONE NIGHT HEIR

      And next month discover how far Prince Demyan will go to do his duty in

      PRINCE OF SECRETS

      About the Author

      LUCY MONROE started reading at the age of four. After going through the childrens’ books at home, she was caught by her mother reading adult novels pilfered from the higher shelves on the bookcase…Alas, it was nine years before she got her hands on a Mills & Boon® Romance her older sister had brought home. She loves to create the strong alpha males and independent women who people Mills & Boon® books. When she’s not immersed in a romance novel (whether reading or writing it), she enjoys travel with her family, having tea with the neighbours, gardening, and visits from her numerous nieces and nephews.

      Lucy loves to hear from her readers: e-mail Lucy [email protected], or visit www.LucyMonroe.com

       Recent titles by the same author:

       NOT JUST THE GREEK’S WIFE

       HEART OF A DESERT WARRIOR

       FOR DUTY’S SAKE

       THE GREEK’S PREGNANT LOVER

       Did you know these are also available as eBooks? Visit www.millsandboon.co.uk

      One Night Heir

      Lucy Monroe

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      In sincerest gratitude to my readers,

      who have stuck with me through the droughts brought

      on by my mom’s final illness and subsequent death,

      my own health issues and the many other challenges

      life offers us mortals. Your support and encouragement

      mean so very much to me and have blessed me truly

      beyond measure. Love and hugs to you all!

      With particular thanks to Ms Gillian Wheatley of

      London for suggesting visual inspiration for my hero.

      XOXO

      The necessary legal caveat: while Ms Wheatley shares

      a first name with the female protagonist in this book,

      Gillian Harris is not fashioned after her or based on

      Ms Wheatley in any way. Any similarities are purely

      coincidental and unintentional by the author.

      CHAPTER ONE

      FURY RIDING HIM like an angry stallion, Crown Prince Maksim of Volyarus let loose with a punch-cross-hook kickboxing combo against his cousin and sparring partner.

      Demyan blocked, and the sound of flesh hitting pads mixed with his grunt of surprise. “Something the matter, your highness?”

      Maks hated when his cousin, older by four years and raised as a brother with Maks in their family’s palace, referred to him by his title.

      Demyan was well aware, but the older man liked pushing buttons, especially during their workout sessions. He said it made the sparring more intense.

      Today would have been sufficiently punishing without the added irritation. Not that Maks warned Demyan of that. His cousin deserved what he got.

      “Nothing wiping the smug look off your face won’t take care of.” Maks danced back before driving forward with another fast-paced, grueling combo.

      Well-matched in stature and strength, they both kept their six-feet-four-inch frames in top physical condition.

      “I thought tonight was the big night with Gillian,” Demyan said, scrambling in a way he rarely did during their sessions. “Don’t tell me you think she’s going to turn you down?”

      “If I were going to ask, she’d say yes.” And a day ago that certainty had given Maks a great deal of pleasure.

      Now, it just taunted him with what he couldn’t have. Namely, Gillian.

      “So, what is the problem?” Demyan demanded as he went on the offensive, forcing Maks to defend against a barrage of punches and kicks.

      “Her medical tests came back.”

      “She’s not sick, is she?” Demyan asked, sounding sincerely concerned.

      Coming from a man with a reputation for cold ruthlessness, it would have shocked anyone else.

      But Maks knew how much Demyan cared about their family. And for the last eight months, the beautiful, sweet Gillian had been moving closer and closer to joining that group.

      “She’s perfectly fine.” If you didn’t count poorly functioning ovaries. “Now.”

      “What does that mean?”

      “She had appendicitis when she was sixteen.”

      “That was ten years ago, what bearing does it have on her health now?”

      “Fallopian tubes.”

      Demyan stopped and stared at Maks in confusion. “What?”

      In no mood to give his cousin a break, Maks took advantage of the other man’s inattention and knocked him on his ass with a well-timed kick.

      Demyan jumped to his feet, but he didn’t come back for more like Maks expected. “Knock it off and explain what the hell appendicitis as a teenager has to do with an adult woman’s fallopian tubes.”

      Demyan was no idiot. He knew Maks’s interest