Whisked Away By Her Sicilian Boss. Rebecca Winters

      

      The princess and the billionaire

      Princess Tuccianna Leonardi has fled from her arranged marriage and desperately needs a place to hide from her family. So when gorgeous Sicilian billionaire Cesare Donati offers her a job as his hotel’s new pastry chef, it seems like all Tuccia’s prayers have been answered.

      As they work together morning, noon and night, Cesare soon falls for his raven-haired beauty. Romance might be simmering between them, but with Tuccia still on the run, can Cesare keep his princess safe and promise her their happy-ever-after?

      The Billionaire’s Club

      Meet the world’s most eligible bachelors…

      by

      Rebecca Winters

      For tycoons Vincenzo Gagliardi, Takis Manolis and Cesare Donati, transforming the Castello di Lombardi into one of Europe’s most highly sought-after hotels will be more than just a business venture—it’s a challenge to be relished!

      But these three men, bound by a friendship as strong as blood, are about to discover that the chase is only half the fun as three women conquer their hearts and change their lives for ever…

      Return of Her Italian Duke

      Bound to Her Greek Billionaire

      Whisked Away by Her Sicilian Boss

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      Whisked Away by Her Sicilian Boss

      Rebecca Winters

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      REBECCA WINTERS lives in Salt Lake City, Utah. With canyons and high alpine meadows full of wildflowers, she never runs out of places to explore. They, plus her favourite holiday spots in Europe, often end up as backgrounds for her romance novels—because writing is her passion, along with her family and church. Rebecca loves to hear from readers. If you wish to email her, please visit her website at www.cleanromances.com.

      To all of you readers who have read my books and let me know you enjoy them.

      You’ll never know what your kind, encouraging words do to make this author’s job a pure delight!

      Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       The Billionaire’s Club

       Title Page

       About the Author

       Dedication

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       Extract

       Copyright

       CHAPTER ONE

      Salon des Reines, Paris, France

      THE CHAUFFEUR OF Le Comte Jean-Michel Ardois pulled the limousine up in front of the bridal salon on the Rue de L’Echelle. In the last two weeks Princess Tuccianna Falcone Leonardi of Sicily had been here with her mother three times for the bridal dress fitting. Each time they’d come, she’d made excuses to visit the bathroom in order to study the layout of the exclusive shop.

      This morning was her final fitting to make sure everything was perfect for the wedding ceremony tomorrow. Only Tuccia had no intention of showing up for the elaborate nuptials arranged by her parents and Comte Ardois ten years ago in a horrifying, ironclad betrothal forced upon her. She’d dreamed of her freedom forever. Now had come the moment for her escape.

      Madame Dufy, the owner, welcomed them inside. After fussing over Tuccia and telling her how excited she was for her forthcoming marriage to the comte, she took them back to the dressing room befitting a queen.

      “Delphine will be with you in just a moment with your gown. It’s as exquisite as you are, Princess.”

      The second she left, Tuccia turned to her mother, the Marchesa di Trabia of Sicily. “I need to go to the restroom.”

      “Surely not!”

      “I can’t help it. You know how I get when I’m nervous.”

      “You are impossible, Tuccia!”

      “If I don’t go, it might happen in here.”

      Her mother’s hands flew up in the air. “All right! But don’t take too long. We have a long list of things that must be done today.”

      “I’ll hurry, Mamma.”

      Yes, she’d hurry. Right out of the clutches of the comte!

      She knew he planned to assign her a bodyguard the moment they were married and never let her out of his sight for the rest of their lives. After overhearing him discuss it with her parents, who’d said she needed a strong hand, she’d been planning how to disappear.

      Tuccia opened the door and walked down the hall to the door of the bathroom. But she only went inside to leave her betrothal ring on the floor near the sink. Whoever found it could think what they wanted. After looking around to make sure no one had seen her, she rushed down another hallway straight out the back door of the shop.

      From there it was only a short run down the alley used for delivery trucks to the street where she climbed in a taxi.

      “Le