next millionaire wife

a beaded slip-dress made

g beaded mules then turned to

ad been caught up in a tw

verall, she supposed she

her slender frame. But the weight she had lost during the last year was most definitely sho

rned away from her reflection. Ethan was already waiting for her outside o

father who had been dela

s urgent business with the family lawyer, which had left her and her fathe

promotio

ht up a matching black si

e would rather not be goin

Estéban an hour ago. It h

ng in a Spanish heatwave b

g in the villa she had bee

night would have been her idea of heaven tonight, she

e terrace rail with a glas

at her first step, and his mouth

rmured, sliding his

plied. ‘You don’t lo

e compliment and his gre

y attractive man with an easy smile and a famous eye for the ladies. Women a

head between t

felt comfortable being w

ate a fifty-storey skyscraper or a whole resort complete with sports clubs, sho

Esté

eady stepping towards the w

of her head. ‘Better not

ten o’clock,’

be begging me to take you

he fact that she was usually safel

o?’ she asked

e replied, discarding his

r in the name of dance is a soft shoe shuffle to something very slow, preferably in a d

ona smiled. ‘I’ve seen yo

smiled. ‘I’ve seen you danc

the reminder. ‘Now you’v

u’ll be asking me what it was

at old.’ She wa

nounced. ‘To a free-loving mother

u about the sam

me. Silence fell. Ethan’s teasing grey eyes turned very sombre. He knew, of course, how painful this last

n to erupt between

op this craziness, you kn

th and step right away from him. ‘I don’

heart

ot making the d

ou should

ould mind your

heels Leona walked away

wearing a rueful expression at the severit

o a spectacular vermilion sky. Down the hill below the villa, San Estéban wa

sun the ocean spread like

ady packed with smart sail

ze

ed calling. Leona wished that she could have some of that stillness, put her tremblin

elings ever be that far ou

sed to have a heavy sigh w

m her shoulders, promptin

ack in pl

d. ‘It wasn’t my int

,’ I do it to myself, Leona thought bleakly. ‘I just can’t bear to talk about

ed to talk,’ E

head, as she consistentl

ndon house a year ago, loo

ive-year marriage to Shei

ayne had tried every whic

ned. He’d even travelle

to meet the same solid w

The one thing Victor coul

better than Leona, though

They don’t talk to each other, never mind to anyone else! Yet you can feel the vibrations bouncing fr

on pure pain! It’s dreadf

hing has to g

e. Two months ago Leona

oceedings, on the grounds of irreconcilable differences. What had prompted her

self wasn’t prepared to e

her who didn’t believe

ad fallen foul of a virulent flu bug that had kept

ered, at least she’d co

eed to come here to San

gn skills on the

pale, maybe, but overall she’d begun to

out of it, so he turned her to face him and pressed a light kis

Leona nodded her agreeme

orward to the evening. A

elt a fine tingling at t

d her that someone

ause and turn to cast a f

ee nothing untoward, but

ived in an Arab sheikhdom,

ived in an Arab sheikhdom,

used to being kept under constan

place for her own protection. This felt

wrong?’ Etha

t time she’d experienced the sensation today. The same thing had happened as she’d left the resort site

eye on her f

hired for the evening, an

left the house. Having ma