Dreaming Of... Brazil: At the Brazilian's Command / Married for the Prince's Convenience / From Enemy's Daughter to Expectant Bride

Everyone cheered at this romantic interpretation of their cold-blooded contract, and when Tiago turned to look at her she could almost believe it too.

Putting his arm around her shoulder, he led her out of the spotlight to a crescendo of cheers, and then his men distracted him, coming up to shake his hand, while the women and children of the ranch clustered around Danny.

‘And now I have a special gift for my bride,’ he announced.

Taking hold of her hand, he led her through the crowd to the space beyond the dance floor.

‘Another gift?’ Danny stared up into Tiago’s rugged face. ‘You don’t have to.’

‘But I want to.’

His sharp whistle of command caused a commotion in the crowd, and everyone fell back at the sound of thundering hooves. Danny gasped as the young colt galloped towards them.

‘Is there anything else you’d rather have?’

‘Nothing,’ she said. ‘But—’

‘Then accept him and be gracious,’ Tiago advised. ‘You have to think like a businesswoman now, Danny. This colt will be a valuable stud one day.’

It would have been better if she could have thought like a businesswoman from the start, Danny reflected, stunned by Tiago’s gift. Her marriage was an advantageous merger for them both, nothing more—just as this young colt, Firefly, was an advantageous acquisition.

‘Thank you.’ She moved quickly to the young horse’s head, to soothe him and to speak to him gently, wanting him to focus on her and be calm, rather than focus on the noisy crowd.

‘I’m glad he gives you pleasure.’

‘There’s nothing you could have given me that I would treasure more.’ Nestling her face against the colt’s warm neck, she breathed in the familiar scent and wished, just for a moment, that one day she would ride him with Tiago at her side.

The colt was led away to a round of appreciative applause. Everyone on the ranch understood the significance of such a gift. It was a pledge from Tiago to his people that this marriage would be good for them.

But they didn’t know the ins and outs of it, Danny fretted as she smiled to show that she couldn’t have been happier with her gift. There could be no certainties in life, she told herself firmly as Tiago spoke to some of the men. Surely every bride-to-be felt this way—that to be so happy must come at a cost?

‘It’s official, Danny.’

She tried to close her heart to Tiago, but when he took hold of her hands to draw her close she failed miserably. Even when he dipped his head to kiss her she suspected it was for the sake of the crowd.

‘We’ve made everyone happy tonight,’ he said.

‘Yes,’ she agreed.

Sensing her unease, Tiago led her out of the crowd. ‘Is that all you have to say?’

He had every right to expect her to be bouncing with happiness after his announcement of their engagement, the upcoming wedding, and now his wonderful gift, but she couldn’t fake it.

Why must she always pick holes in perfection? Why wouldn’t the fairytale work for her?

* * *

He ground his jaw, seeing the tension in Danny’s back as she walked away with a group of women who were keen to help her organise their wedding. Nothing must go wrong now. His lawyers were standing by. Full ownership of the ranch was a matter of hours away.

He was as tense as he had ever been, Tiago realised as a group of his fellow gauchos encouraged him to stay and spend the night celebrating with them. His determination to build on what he’d started with these people had never been stronger than it was today.

And Danny?

Deus! A million things could go wrong between now and their wedding day. Suddenly Friday seemed an eternity away.

* * *

This could work, Danny thought on Thursday morning as she waved goodbye to the women who had helped her to design the menu for their wedding banquet. She had left them late last night, after discussing plans for the wedding, and had felt much calmer after spending time with them. She had slept well for the first time in ages.

Maybe because there had had been no sign of Tiago, she thought now with amusement, as he stood at her side in the middle of the courtyard, supposedly surveying the decorations when he was clearly itching to go on his morning ride.

‘Happy?’ Tiago asked as the lively group trooped home.

‘Yes,’ Danny said. ‘I am now I know that this is the type of wedding we’re having. I honestly couldn’t think of anything better.’

‘Everyone wants to help because they think a lot of you.’

‘I hope that’s true.’

‘Didn’t I tell you everything would be all right?’

‘Yes,’ she murmured, wondering if once they were married she’d even see him.

It was too late to worry about that now, Danny concluded, heading for the house as Tiago turned for the stables—or so she thought.

She hadn’t realised but he was coming after her, and she exclaimed with surprise.

‘Not long now.’ He cupped her chin, and his eyes blazed into her own. ‘Is there anything that could make this better for you, chica?’

If you loved me, she thought, that would make it better. If this marriage of ours were not a sham, that would make it better still.

‘Your friends from Rottingdean?’ he suggested.

‘Lizzie and Chico are still on honeymoon, and with Hamish and Annie in charge of the house in their absence—’

‘What about your mother?’

‘If you can find her.’ Danny’s mouth twisted with regret. ‘I’m afraid I don’t even know where she is. I keep trying to contact her, but—’

‘She’s in the South of France,’ Tiago revealed, shocking her.

‘What’s she doing there?’

‘Spending the last of the money you sent her, I imagine.’

‘Did you speak to her?’ she asked urgently.

Hope soared inside her. She’d always been a dream-weaver, and if there was the slightest chance she could speak to her mother, make her understand, reassure her about this marriage...