Kidnapped For His Royal Heir (Mills & Boon Modern) by Maya Blake

Kidnapped For His Royal Heir (Mills & Boon Modern) by Maya Blake

Author:Maya Blake [Blake, Maya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mills & Boon Modern
Published: 2020-03-19T13:46:43+00:00


Two months later

Violet stood up shakily along with the cathedral full of the crème de la crème of European royalty, a Russian oligarch or six, and wall-to-wall dignitaries and celebrities. In unison, they watched the wide doors of the Duomo di Montegova, the sixteenth-century cathedral located on its own picturesque hill in Montegova’s capital, Playagova, to catch a first glimpse of the bride as she slowly made her way down the aisle.

While she made a pretence of being agog, her mind was far away, spinning wildly enough to give a whirling dervish a run for its money.

She wished she could stop thinking about everything that’d happened since that night in Tanzania. At least then her head wouldn’t spin so hard she feared she would pass out.

Fists discreetly clenched, she fought through the sensation. Under no circumstances could she break down here, now. Her mother’s eagle eyes would zero in on her and Margot would demand an explanation of what she’d termed ‘Violet’s odd behaviour’ in the past few days. Violet could only thank goodness her twin sister Sage had flatly refused to attend, and her older sister Charlotte, who’d held a secret flame for the Crown Prince, had been too morose at the announcement of Remi’s marriage to notice Violet’s less than radiant appearance.

No, she couldn’t give in to the hysteria bubbling beneath her skin.

She definitely couldn’t give in to tears. She’d succumbed to them a few times already, and these days it seemed as if tears waited around the corner, ready to exploit any unsuspecting emotion she succumbed to.

So she plastered a smile on her face, turned towards the advancing bride, hoping that her make-up would cover the worst of the shadows that had gleefully mocked her when she’d looked in the mirror that morning.

Thank God she’d declined her mother’s invitation to share a suite at the five-star hotel they’d been booked into for their stay in Montegova.

And thank God her mother was too busy lamenting the fact that Crown Prince Remi had slipped through her clutches, eliminating himself as suitor for her older daughter, to pay closer attention to Violet.

As she’d been doing for the last few weeks, her mother would spend most of her time gossiping and giving her opinion about the longevity of the upcoming nuptials, freeing Violet to wallow in her misery.

Violet didn’t have an opinion one way or the other. She’d only seen the bride, Maddie Myers, very briefly at the pre-wedding party thrown by the Queen two nights before, and Violet would be the first to admit that she hadn’t been at her best that evening either.

But then who could blame her?

You only have yourself to blame, the voice that had been haranguing her endlessly insisted. Recalling her behaviour that night at the waterfall, she felt the blood drain from her face. Weeks later, she could barely believe that had been her.

How she’d wrapped her thighs around him and urged him on. How she’d flaunted her rock-solid contraception in his face afterwards and promised he had nothing to worry about.



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