Fortune's Secret Heir

Fortune's Secret Heir
Allison Leigh

A CHANGE IN FORTUNECool, confident, and in control: That’s Ben Robinson, the billionaire COO of Robinson Tech. With his imposing height and laser blue eyes, he can convince anyone to do anything, but suddenly he feels like a fraud. The handsome Texan has just discovered his entire life has been a lie.With the news that his father might actually be a long-lost–and very prodigal–Fortune, Ben trains his laser focus on determining the truth. He persuades sweet, earnest Ella Thomas to help him in his research; no one would ever suspect the part-time college student of subterfuge. Ella is sensitive and highly intuitive; in other words, Ben’s total opposite. And as she digs for his Fortune roots, she may also uncover the billionaire’s long-shuttered heart….

MEET THE … FORTUNES?

Fortune (?) of the Month: Ben Robinson. Ben Fortune?

Age: 33

Vital statistics: Six foot two, eyes of blue, and nerves of steel. You don’t want to get in his way.

Claim to Fame: He is COO of Robinson Tech— and quite possibly a legitimate heir to the Fortune dynasty.

Romantic prospects: He could have almost any woman he wants … except the one he wants.

“I knew Ella would make the perfect assistant, even when she was mixing lousy drinks at Kate Fortune’s birthday party. Ella is bright, sensitive and discreet. She’s also gorgeous and sweet and all wrong for me. I am a work-obsessed, bottomline man—and I’m selfish. Maybe too selfish to walk away, even when I know I should …”

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Fortune’s Secret Heir

Allison Leigh

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

ALLISON LEIGH, a frequent name on bestseller lists, claims her high point as a writer is hearing from readers that they laughed, cried or lost sleep while reading her books. She credits her family with great patience for the time she’s parked at her computer, and for blessing her with the kind of love she wants her readers to share with the characters living in the pages of her books. Contact her at www.allisonleigh.com (http://www.allisonleigh.com).

For handsome young Koda Kole. Welcome to the world, my love.

A beautiful adventure awaits.

Contents

Cover (#u62867d4f-3ec1-5066-92e5-fe4ee1450c1c)

Introduction (#u1ba296f7-d9c0-54ea-944c-0aefc003f1d5)

Title Page (#ud55f0504-1660-5af7-966e-b0339a821301)

About the Author (#u2ce7eca9-2b6c-5d68-ac15-c71ffeb56b59)

Dedication (#u8a4e94d1-d85a-5b97-8b5e-d393ffd78559)

Prologue (#ua5e38de0-33a6-50fc-a700-f5fdf6dfbd24)

Chapter One (#u42f3f5e2-ed93-50a0-bf65-d6506a47ceb9)

Chapter Two (#u33aabf77-c47f-50e3-a957-e57dc9b17d11)

Chapter Three (#ub7483fba-55ab-56cc-b43f-272d97788529)

Chapter Four (#u7661f7fc-e3be-5a7f-bf07-9031bee75e5f)

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Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Extract (#litres_trial_promo)

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Prologue (#ulink_ecf23835-23cb-5e97-a1ee-560e219636c3)

A strong arm came around her from behind, sliding comfortingly and familiarly around her waist. “Are you sure about this, sweetheart?”

She smoothed her hand over his and the charms on her bracelet jangled softly. Also familiar. Also comforting. Seeming to remind her of all that had gone before.

She leaned her head back against her husband’s chest and nodded. “Absolutely certain.”

She felt, more than heard, his low laugh. “I needn’t have asked. When are you ever uncertain?”

Her lips twitched. She pulled his warm hand up to kiss before moving out of his arms. Careful not to disturb any of the wrapped gifts piled high around its base, she stepped close to the massive Christmas tree—nearly fifteen feet of perfectly fresh Fraser fir—and automatically adjusted the hang of one of the glass globes. Custom-made during one of her trips abroad, it was gloriously beautiful. But the angel hanging above the globe that had been handmade by one of her great-grandchildren just a few years ago meant just as much to her. So many memories. Every ornament on the fragrant tree held a memory. A history. And in her family, there was a lot of history.

For a moment—only a moment—a sliver of uncertainty burrowed under her skin. That wasn’t familiar at all. Whether her plan would be greeted by cheers or jeers when her family soon arrived and she shared it with them, it nevertheless had a purpose. And given everything they’d lived through, accomplished and triumphed over, particularly in the past twenty years, she knew there was no point in hesitation. She’d been on this earth nine decades.

She touched the handmade angel, marveling a little at that very fact.

Definitely no point in hesitation. Not at her age.