The Sultan's Heir

The Sultan's Heir
ALEXANDRA SELLERS

Sheikh Najib blasted into Rosalind Lewis's life and staked a sultan's claim on her son!Her denial of the boy's royal lineage was met with deaf ears - and relentless kisses. When danger threatened, mother and child were whisked into Najib's exotic world, a faraway place where protection meant marriage.But with every night in the arms of her sheikh "husband,” Rosalind's secret threatened to surface. Would the truth bring a bitter end - or a heartfelt vow?

“Tell Me The Truth And I Will Love You, Rosalind. I Will Make Such Love To You—”

Her hand flew to her throat. “What?” she whispered.

Najib stroked light fingers down her bare arm. He was wounded; she had pierced his heart in the first moment she looked at him, suspicious and mistrustful though her eyes had been.

“You are a woman who enjoys physical pleasure, Rosalind. Do you think a man does not know such a thing?”

She closed her eyes and breathed to silence her noisy heart.

“How my mouth craves to kiss you, Rosalind, my hands burn with wanting to touch you. Do you not feel it? I see it in your eyes. You want my touch. Tell me that it is so. Say it!”

“Najib,” she whispered, her body streaming with feeling.

How could such passionate need as Najib felt for her coexist with the deep suspicion that she was a danger—to him, to the family, to the thing that ruled all their lives?

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The Sultan’s Heir

Alexandra Sellers

for

Jennifer Nauss,

heartbreaker

ALEXANDRA SELLERS

is the author of over twenty-five novels and a feline language text published in 1997 and still selling.

Born and raised in Canada, Alexandra first came to London as a drama student. Now she lives near Hampstead Heath with her husband, Nick. They share housekeeping with Monsieur, who jumped through the window one day and announced, as cats do, that he was moving in.

What she would miss most on a desert island is shared laughter.

Readers can write to Alexandra at P.O. Box 9449, London NW3 2WH, England.

Contents

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Epilogue

Prologue

A heavy, humming silence hung over the ancient brick and modern steel of the bank’s safety deposit vault. Three men stood together watching as the manager himself inserted the key that allowed the slender chromium door to open. They exchanged brief glances but no word.

They were young, all around thirty, the manager supposed. There was something about them that he could not place, a sense of themselves, an authority, that was unusual in the young. They reminded him of someone, but he could not say who. Perhaps it was the curiously elusive resemblance they had to one another, some expression in the eyes that made him think their relationship might be one of blood. One had called the dead man, whose safety deposit box he was now opening for them, their cousin.