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Secret Sheikh, Secret Baby
Carol Marinelli
MILLS & BOON
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Did you know that Carol Marinelli also writes sensationally sexy, glitteringly glamorous books for Mills & Boon® Modern™ Romance?
Praise for Carol Marinelli:
BOUGHT BY THE BILLIONAIRE PRINCE
‘Carol Marinelli’s…engaging and sexy couple make for a delightful romantic getaway.’
—Romantic Times BOOKreviews
EXPECTING HIS LOVE-CHILD
‘EXPECTING HIS LOVE-CHILD is an extremely poignant love story that runs the gamut of emotions.’
—Romantic Times BOOKreviews
Carol Marinelli recently filled in a form where she was asked for her job title, and was thrilled, after all these years, to be able to put down her answer as writer. Then it asked what Carol did for relaxation. After chewing her pen for a moment Carol put down the truth—writing. The third question asked—What are your hobbies? Well, not wanting to look obsessed or, worse still, boring, she crossed the fingers on her free hand and answered swimming and tennis. But, given that the chlorine in the pool does terrible things to her highlights, and the closest she’s got to a tennis racket in the last couple of years is watching the Australian Open, I’m sure you can guess the real answer!
CHAPTER ONE
THE hotel was stunning.
Dashing through the luxurious foyer, Felicity Anderson would have loved to pause and take in her surroundings—or even, given that she had been caught in the rain on her dash from the London underground, race to the ladies’ room and fix her hair and make-up. Her long, wavy blonde hair was tied back, and had early this morning been tamed with hair serum, but the run in the rain from the underground station would have undone all her hard work. There just wasn’t time to worry about it. The information session started at ten a.m., and, glancing at her watch, Felicity grimaced because it was already a quarter past. Meticulous and punctual, she had arranged
