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Twin royal heirs!�
Prince Jaul of Marwan's royal duty is to marry a suitable bride. But first he must divorce the woman who betrayed him. Locating his estranged wife? Easy. The intense passion still burning between them? Manageable. Discovering he has two royal heirs? Impossible!�
Devastated when her handsome prince deserted her, Chrissie Whitaker's beautiful twin babies were the only balm to her broken heart. Now Jaul will stop at nothing to claim his legitimate heirs, but can Chrissie forget their painful past and recognize him as her husband in every sense of the word?
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- Published on: 2015-05-01
- Released on: 2015-05-01
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About the Author
Lynne Graham lives in Northern Ireland and has been a keen romance reader since her teens. Happily married, Lynne has five children. Her eldest is her only natural child. Her other children, who are every bit as dear to her heart, are adopted. The family has a variety of pets, and Lynne loves gardening, cooking, collecting allsorts and is crazy about every aspect of Christmas.
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King Jaul, who had recently acceded to the throne of Marwan on the death of his father, Lut, glanced across the date-palm-filled courtyard beyond his office. A beautiful brunette was playing ball there with her niece and nephew. Her name was Zaliha. Educated, elegant and as sweet-natured as she was well-born, she would make a wonderful queen, he knew. So why hadn't he broached the subject yet? he asked himself grimly.
Marwan was a Gulf state, small but oil-rich and deeply conservative. A single king was not expected to remain single for long. Government officials had made no secret of their eagerness for him to take a bride. A royal dynasty was not seen as secure until there was another heir in the offing and Jaul was an only child, the son of a man who had been an only child.
The newspapers were full of constant speculation. He could not be seen even talking to a young woman without rousing suspicions. His wide, sensual mouth compressed, uneasy memories surfacing of the wilder and more hot-headed young male he had once been. If he was honest with himself, he knew exactly why he was being indecisive about getting married. Moreover he was well aware that beautiful though Zaliha was, there was not the smallest spark of chemistry between them. But shouldn't that be what he wanted now? A marriage shorn of the wild attraction and excitement that had once led to his downfall?
A measured knock sounded on the door heralding the arrival of Bandar, who served as the royal family's senior legal adviser.
'My apologies if I'm a little early,' the little man with the balding head said earnestly, bowing with solemn dignity.
Jaul invited him to sit down and lounged back against his desk, restless at the prospect of an in-depth discussion of some obscure piece of constitutional law, which fascinated Bandar much more than it fascinated anyone else.
'This is a very delicate matter,' Bandar informed him uneasily. 'But it is my duty as your adviser to broach it with you.'
Wondering what on earth the older man could be referring to, Jaul studied him with unsullied assurance. 'There is nothing we cannot discuss—'
'Yet this is a matter which I first raised eighteen months ago with my predecessor, Yusuf, and he instructed me never to mention it again lest I caused offence,' Bandar told him awkwardly. 'If that is the case, please accept my apologies in advance.'
Yusuf had been his father's adviser and had retired after King Lut's passing, allowing Bandar to step into his place. Jaul's fine black brows were now drawing together while a mixture of curiosity and dismay assailed him as he wondered what murky, dark secret of his father's was about to be unleashed on him. What else could this very delicate matter concern?
'I am not easily offended and your role is to protect me from legal issues,' Jaul responded. 'Naturally I respect that responsibility.'
'Then I will begin,' Bandar murmured ruefully. 'Two years ago, you married a young Englishwoman and, although that fact is known to very few people, it is surely past time that that situation is dealt with in the appropriate manner.'
It took a lot to silence Jaul, whose stubborn, passionate and outspoken nature was well known within palace circles, but that little speech seriously shook him. 'But there was no actual marriage,' Jaul countered tautly. 'I was informed that the ceremony was illegal because I did not obtain my father's permission beforehand.'
'I'm afraid that was a case of wishful thinking on your father's part. He wished the marriage to be illegal and Yusuf did not have the courage to tell him that it was legal…'
Jaul had lost colour beneath his healthy olive-tinted complexion, his very dark, long-lashed eyes telegraphing his astonishment at that revelation. 'It was a legal marriage?' he repeated in disbelief.
'There is nothing in our constitutional law which prohibits a Marwani Crown Prince from marrying his own choice of bride. You were twenty-six years old, scarcely a teenager and that marriage still stands because you have done nothing since to sever that tie.'
Wide, strong shoulders now rigid beneath the long cream linen thobe he wore, Jaul frowned, trying to calculate the sheer immensity of the wrecking ball that had suddenly crashed into his marital plans. He was already a married man. Indeed he was still a married man. As he had only lived with his bride for a few weeks before parting from her, what Bandar was now telling him naturally came as a severe shock. 'I did nothing to sever the tie because I was informed that the marriage itself was illegal and, therefore, void. Like a bad contract,' he admitted.
'Unhappily that is not the case.' Bandar sighed. 'To be free of the marriage you require a divorce under UK law and Marwani law.'
Jaul stalked over to the window beyond which Zaliha could still be seen entertaining her niece and nephew, but he was no longer remotely conscious of that view. 'I had no suspicion of this. I should have been informed of this situation months ago—'
'As I mentioned, Yusuf was my superior and he refused to allow me to raise the subject—'
'It is three months since my father passed away,' Jaul reminded him stiffly.
'I had to ensure my facts were correct before I could raise this matter with you. I have now discovered that in spite of your separation your wife has not sought a divorce either—'
Jaul froze, his lean, darkly handsome features clenching hard. 'Please do not refer to her as my wife,' he murmured flatly.
'Should I refer to the lady concerned as your queen?' Bandar pressed with even less tact. 'Because that is what Chrissie Whitaker is, whether she knows it or not. The wife of the King of Marwan is always granted the status of Queen.'
Jaul snatched in a ragged breath of restraint, lean brown hands closing slowly into fists of innate aggression. He had made one serious mistake in his life and it had come back to haunt him in the worst possible way at the worst possible time. He had married a gold-digger who had deserted him the first chance she got in return for cold, hard cash.
'Naturally I respect the fact that your father did not approve of the young woman but perhaps now—:
'No, my father was correct in his assessment of her character. She was unsuitable to be either my wife or my queen,' Jaul acknowledged grittily, a faint flare of colour accentuating the line of his spectacular high cheekbones as he forced out the lowering admission that stung his pride. 'I was a rebellious son, Bandar…but I learnt my lesson.'
'The lessons of youth are often hard,' Bandar commented quietly, relieved that the current king was unlike his late parent, who had raged and taken umbrage at anyone who told him anything he did not want to hear.
Jaul was barely listening. In fact he was being bombarded by unwelcome memories that had escaped from the burial ground at the back of his mind where he kept such unsettling reminders firmly repressed. In his mind's eye he was seeing Chrissie walk away from him, her glorious silver-blonde hair blowing back in the breeze, her long, shapely legs fluid and graceful as a gazelle's.
But she had always been walking away from him, he recalled with cool cynicism. Right from the start, Chrissie had played a cool, clever, long-term game of seduction. Hot-blooded as he was and never before refused by a woman as he had been, she had challenged his ego with her much-vaunted indifference. It had taken a two-year-plus campaign for him to win her and she had only truly become his when he had surrendered and given her a wedding ring. Unsurprisingly during that long period of celibacy and frustration, Chrissie Whitaker had become a sexual obsession whose allure Jaul had not been able to withstand.
The payback for his weakness had not been long in coming. They had had a flaming row when he'd left Oxford to fly back to Marwan without her and, extraordinarily, he had never seen her again after that day. At that point and perhaps most fortunately for him, fate had intervened to cut him free of his fixation with her. Following a serious accident, Jaul had surfaced in a hospital bed to find his father seated like a sentry beside him, his aged features heavy with grief and apprehension.
Before he had broken the bad news, King Lut had reached for his son's hand in a clumsy gesture of comfort for the first time in his life. Chrissie, Lut had then confided heavily, would not be coming to visit Jaul during his recovery. His marriage, Lut had declared, was illegal and Chrissie had accepted a financial pay-off as the price of forgetting that Jaul had ever figured in her life. King Lut had purchased her silence and discretion with a large sum of money that had evidently compensated her for her supposed loss of a husband while providing her with support for the future.
For a split second, Jaul recalled one of the most insane fantasies that had gripped him while he lay helpless in that hospital bed. Aware of his diplomatic immunity within the UK, he had actually dreamt about kidnapping Chrissie. Now in the present he shook his proud dark head slowly, utterly astonished at the tricks his mind had played on him while he had struggled to come to terms with the daunting fact that, not only was his wife not his wife, but also that given generous enough financial compensation she had no longer wanted to be his wife. Chrissie had been quite happy to ditch her Arab prince once she'd had the means to be rich without him. Only angry, bitter and vengeful thoughts had driven Jaul while he'd fought his injuries to get back on his feet.
'I need to know how you want this matter to be handled,' Bandar told him, shooting Jaul back to the present. 'With the assistance of our ambassador in London I have engaged the services of a highly placed legal firm to have divorce papers drawn up. After so long a separation they assure me that the divorce will be a mere formality. May I instruct the firm to make immediate contact with Chrissie Whitaker?'
'No…' Without warning, Jaul swung round, his lean bronzed features taut and forbidding. 'If she is not yet aware that we remain man and wife a third party should not be dealing with it. Informing her of that fact should be my responsibility.'
Bandar frowned, taken aback by that assurance. 'But, sir—'
'I owe her that much. After all, it was my father who misled her as to the legality of our marriage. Chrissie has a hot temper. I think a personal approach is more likely to lead to a speedy and successful conclusion. I will present her with the divorce papers.'
'I understand.' Bandar was nodding now, having followed his royal employer's reasoning. 'A diplomatic and discreet approach.'
'As you say,' Jaul conceded, marvelling at the tingle of the illicit thrill assailing him at the very thought of seeing Chrissie again. It felt neither diplomatic nor discreet. But then no woman had ever excited Jaul to that extent, either before or since. Of course now that he knew how mercenary and hard-hearted she was, that attraction would be absent, he reflected confidently. He was an intelligent man and no longer at the mercy of his hormones.
He had cracked down hard on that side of his nature as soon as he'd understood just how badly his libido could betray him. There had been a lesson writ large in that experience with Chrissie, a lesson Jaul had been quick to learn and put into practice. Never again would he place himself in a vulnerable position with a woman. This was the main reason he had decided to stop avoiding matrimony and take a wife as soon as possible.
His mood sobered by that acknowledgement and the impossibility of currently following through on that ambition, his lean dark features stiffened and his wide, sensual mouth curled with sudden distaste at the prospect of being forced to deal with Chrissie in a civilised manner. There was nothing remotely civilised about the way Chrissie made him feel… There never had been.
Her arms full of gifts and cards, Chrissie shouldered her way out of the front doors of the primary school where she taught the nursery class and walked to her car.
'Here, let me give you a hand…' A tall, well-built young man with brown hair and a ready smile moved to intercept her, lifting some of the presents from her arms to enable her to unlock her car. 'My word, you're popular with your class!'
'Didn't you get a load of stuff too?' Chrissie asked Danny, who taught Year Six and was in charge of games.
'Yes. Bottles of wine, designer cologne,' he proffered with amusement, flipping open her car boot so that she could pile the gifts in. 'Here in this privileged corner of middle-class London, the last day of term is like winning in a game show.'
Involuntarily, Chrissie smiled, her lovely face full of animation, turquoise-blue eyes alight with answering laughter. 'The gift-giving has got out of hand,' she agreed ruefully. 'The parents spend far too much money.'
Danny slammed shut the boot lid and leant back against it. 'So, what are your plans for the rest of the summer?'
'I'll be staying with my sister…doing a bit of travelling,' she confided a shade awkwardly.
'That's the sister who's married to the rich Italian?' Danny checked.
'I only have the one sibling,' Chrissie admitted, shaking her car keys in the hope he would take the hint and move out of her way.
Danny frowned. 'You know, you're only young once. Don't you ever want to take a break from your family and do something more daring on your own?'
With difficulty, Chrissie kept her smile in place. Two years earlier, she had gone down the daring route and what a disaster that had turned out to be! Now she played safe, stayed sensible and worked to eradicate the damage she had done to her relationship with her sister. She adored Lizzie, the sister five years her senior, and when Chrissie's life had gone wrong, Lizzie's disappointment, Lizzie's conviction that somehow she was responsible for the poor decisions Chrissie had made, had filled Chrissie with a guilt she had never quite managed to shake off.
'Lizzie loves you…she only wants to see you happy,' her brother-in-law, Cesare, had said to her once. 'If you would just trust her enough to tell her the whole story it would make her feel better.'
But Chrissie had never told anyone the whole story of her downfall. It had been a stupid short-sighted decision she had made and which she was still paying for. It was bad enough living with her mistakes but it would be even worse if she had to share the truth of them with others and see their opinion of her intelligence dive-bomb.
'Obviously, I'll be in Cornwall,' Danny reminded her as if she didn't already know. Everyone in the staff-room had been listening to Danny talk about his summer surfing plans for months.
'I hope you have a great time.' Chrissie eased past him to open her car door.
Danny closed his hand round her slender wrist to hold her back and looked down at her ruefully. 'I would have a better time if you agreed to come with me,' he admitted. 'Just mates, no need to lay anything else on the line. Last chance, Chrissie. Why not live a little and give it a go?'
Blue eyes flaring with pained annoyance, Chrissie jerked her wrist free. 'As I said, I've other plans—'
'Some guy did a right number on you, didn't he?' Danny remarked, his face red with discomfiture as he moved away a step and thrust his hands into his pockets. 'But all cats are not grey in the dark, Chrissie. If you still want a life, you have to reach out and take it.'
Breathing fast, Chrissie slid into the driver's seat of her car and closed the door. She had wanted a life, an entirely different life from the one she now had. She had dreamt of climbing the academic ranks by pursuing a doctorate and of the freedom that would be hers once she was fully qualified. But life, Chrissie had discovered, had a habit of stabbing you in the back when you least expected it, of forcing a sudden rethink just when you were on the apparent brink of success. Now she was in no position to reach out and take anything because she had responsibilities that restricted her independence and her liberty. To her way of thinking the most shameful aspect was that she couldn't get by without taking advantage of her sister's generosity. Yet it could all have been so very different, had she only made the right decisions.
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9 of 10 people found the following review helpful.
I did not like the hero and disappointing sequel to the Bound by Gold series
By Lisa L
Many things bothered me with this book. I did not like the hero, Jaul. He was arrogant. Chrissie, who was in the previous book The Billionaires Bridal Bargain, was not the same strong woman as she was in that book. Lizzie and Cesare, Max and Gianna appear in this sequel. When Jaul finds out that Chrissie had his children he shows his true side when he is only concerned with his male heir, Tarif and shows no interest in his daughter,, Soraya. Just could not get over that throughout the whole book. Chrissie was very weak and submissive in this book which I did not like. She received money from the sale of the island and put it in a trust for her with an age of 25 in which she could gain access of the money. She could have changed that at any time since she was also the executor of the trust. When she needed money to fight Jaul with lawyers she did not even consider the issue. She just continued to work as a teacher with a temporary job. I can't believe the character was written like that at all. Her brother-in-law was wealthy and could have given advise but she was too stupid to ask him for help. She just went along with everything that Jaul wanted. It was way too sexual too quickly and all the time. They only thing they had in common was the lust. Jaul just refuses to believe anything that Chrissie says which shows me a lack of trust. Finally in chapter seven, Chrissie tells Jaul what really happened when his father confronted her and he still will not believe her. Jaul finally finds out the truth from third party persons about really happened. Of course, he believes them and not Chrissie when she tried to explain things. Jaul does has several epiphanies at the end of the book and regrets what he has done. By this time it is too late for me to like this book. I would not recommend it for a single book. If you have read the first book in the series then you should read this one to find out what happens but be prepared to not really enjoy it. Lizzie is pregnant in this book and we never find out what she had. .
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful.
I can't say whether or not my break is over but I do have to say this was a nice book to start with after the break
By Tsukikomew
In recent months I have taken a bit of a hiatus from Harlequin Presents because I started to notice they were seeming similar to me. On top of that, I just wasn't enjoying them as much so I figured I'd take a break. I can't say whether or not my break is over but I do have to say this was a nice book to start with after the break.
Years before Prince Jaul married a nice British girl and thought everything would end well. That was until he went home for a visit, got injured, and discovered his wife had taken a payoff to abandon him. So now he needs a divorce from her before he can pursue marriage to a nice girl from his country (not yet chosen). Surprise, surprise when he goes after Chrissie he discovers not only he is still attracted to her but he already has two heirs he didn't know about. Oh and Chrissie hates him for leaving her years ago.
I'm a huge fan of secret baby books. Seriously there is some weird thing in my brain that just squees when I see that premise. The thing is that I'm really tough on them. I love them but man they need to work for me to rate them well.
Jaul and Chrissie were sort of the idiot couple. Two years earlier they had gotten married out of love and then totally ignored each other when a third party interfered. They had one fight and Jaul took his father's word Chrissie had taken a payoff to leave him. One fight and Chrissie believed Jaul wanted a divorce. Now in Chrissie's defense she went to the embassy and tried to contact him. She tried to tell him she was pregnant. Did she get any credit for that? Nope.
It really bugged me how there was all this distrust and then they just swept it under the rug in order to show the world a united front. Oh and that was after Jaul blackmailed Chrissie into coming with him. Stay married OR lose the kids. Of course there was a weird pre-nup that would never stand up in court. He left her for two years and never bothered to try and contact her. At least she tried!
I just...got so hung up on all the ranty stuff that I lost a bit of the love for the book. It started out so interesting and then just devolved into "Is it over yet? Are they still being ridiculous? Why has someone not hit Jaul yet?" Then it ended.
It's one of those books if you love, love, love secret baby books then you'll love it. If you notice alphahole heroes and they really irk you, I'd skip it. In general it was an okay afternoon read.
3 Stars
Published by Harlequin--Presents
April 21, 2015
192 Pages
Provided by--NetGalley
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful.
a bit meh....
By Jeannie Zelos
The Sheikh's Secret Babies, Lynne Graham
Genre: Romance,
Review from Jeannie Zelos book reviews
I’ve read some of Lynne’s novels before and enjoyed them. This one though – well, it was well written, but didn’t quite make it for me. I love strong reads, romance with an edge, fantasy and paranormal, stories that grip me, and leave me hanging on every word. Sometimes though I just want a book to relax with, nothing too heavy, something easy to read and that’s when I turn to ones like this. Sadly though it was a little too easy to read, I didn’t really feel the anguish I’d hoped, the regrets and the angst over what both of them saw as the others betrayal. The change around in views came over far too quickly, and they were able to set things aside so easily. I’d hoped for more prolonged bitterness, maybe some jealous would-be Queens, who’d make life difficult for Chrissie; for her to hold out more regrets and anger at how she was treated, but it seemed to get brushed away easily.
I’d have liked to have seen more too of the settings, the palace and the people, though visiting in the “tent” ( true Glamping) was excellent and made that part feel real. When I’m reading a book set in such a distant place and surroundings, so different from what I’m used to I want to read vivid descriptions, so that I can feel I’m there with them. It just didn’t work here. It wasn’t a bad book, was a fun read but sadly a forgettable one, and not one to read over.
Stars: Three, an OK read
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