Bound by the Billionaire's Baby. Cathy Williams

      

       ‘I’m pregnant.’

      It was the last thing Sergio had expected to hear and it took him a few seconds to digest the revelation.

      ‘You have got to be kidding.’

      ‘Do I look like someone performing a comic routine, Sergio? I’m pregnant. I only found out yesterday. I did the test. In fact I did two tests and there’s no mistake. I’m having a baby. I’m having your baby.’

      He vaulted upright, stared at Susie and raked his fingers through his hair. ‘You can’t be.’ He stood in front of her, feet apart, challenging her to defy that simple statement of truth.

      In his heart, he recognised the ring of sincerity and fought against it.

      Pregnant? How had that happened? He was going to be a father? Even when he had loosely contemplated the idea of eventually settling down with a suitable woman his thoughts had not stretched to the realms of fatherhood.

      His eyes flew to her stomach and just as quickly looked away.

      ‘Don’t tell me that I can’t be,’ Susie snapped.

      She glared at him. Did he think she was lying? No, of course not! He was desperately clinging to denial because the alternative was so hideous that he couldn’t bring himself to give it credence. He was a man who liked to control every aspect of his life—and just like that he’d lost it.

       One Night With Consequences

       When one night … leads to pregnancy!

      When succumbing to a night of unbridled desire it’s impossible to think past the morning after!

      But, with the sheets barely settled, that little blue line appears on the pregnancy test and it doesn’t take long to realise that one night of white-hot passion has turned into a lifetime of consequences!

      Only one question remains:

      How do you tell a man you’ve just met that you’re about to share more than just his bed?

      Find out in:

      Nine Months to Redeem Him by Jennie Lucas January 2015

      Prince Nadir’s Secret Heir by Michelle Conder March 2015

      Carrying the Greek’s Heir by Sharon Kendrick April 2015

      Married for Amari’s Heir by Maisey Yates July 2015

      More stories in the One Night With Consequences series can be found at millsandboon.co.uk

      Bound by the Billionaire’s Baby

      Cathy Williams

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      CATHY WILLIAMS can remember reading Mills & Boon® books as a teenager, and now that she is writing them she remains an avid fan. For her, there is nothing like creating romantic stories and engaging plots, and each and every book is a new adventure. Cathy lives in London and her three daughters—Charlotte, Olivia and Emma—have always been and continue to be the greatest inspiration in her life.

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      Contents

       Cover

       Introduction

      One Night with Consequences

       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

       Extract

       Copyright

       CHAPTER ONE

      FROM THE VERY second Susie walked into the restaurant she knew she had made a big mistake. It joined the other three big mistakes she had made in the past fortnight. Making mistakes was beginning to feel like a full-time occupation.

      What had possessed her to wear high heels? Why was she clutching a silly little bag with sequins, borrowed from one of her friends? And how on earth had she found herself in a ridiculous small red dress which had screamed sexy and glamorous when she had tried it on earlier in the week but now shrieked...sad and desperate?

      Utterly grateful that she had wisely shunned the flamboyant checked coat which she had been tempted to buy with the dress, and had instead chosen something slightly more sober, she wrapped her black cape tightly round her, making sure to conceal every single square inch of the stupid red dress.

      So what the heck should she do now? she wondered.

      Date number four was there and seated at the bar. In a couple of seconds he would look round and he would spot her. She had told him that she would be wearing red. The red might be concealed under the cape but how many other lonesome single girls were there here? None.

      His picture on the online dating agency she used had seemed so promising, but one glance at him showed her that it had been a cruel lie.

      He wasn’t tall. Even though he was sitting she could see that. His feet dangled. Nor was he surfer blond...more wet sand than surf, to be perfectly honest...and he looked at least twenty years older than in his photograph. Furthermore he was wearing a bright yellow jumper and trousers that were vaguely mustard in colour.

      She