The Sheik And The Virgin Secretary
"I wondered if you were currently looking for a mistress," Kiley Hendrick said quietly.
Prince Rafiq of Lucia-Serrat stared at the woman sitting across from him. He had thought the biggest surprise of his Monday had been to find Kiley at her desk
that morning, instead of on her honeymoon.
He had been wrong.
"You speak of yourself?" he asked.
She nodded, keeping her gaze firmly on the pad of
paper she clutched on her lap.
He hadn't seen his secretary in five days. She'd taken
off part of the previous week to prepare for her impending marriage. "I take it the wedding on Saturday was not
a success," he said.
"There was no wedding." She raised her head and
stared directly at him. "Eric and I are no longer together."
"I see."
He allowed his gaze to return to her tightly clenched
hands and saw that the modest diamond engagement
ring was no longer on her left hand. A thin indentation
on her pale skin was the only proof it had existed at all.
"I know that you are currently between, ah, women,"
she said and blushed. "That is, I sent the final gifts and
letter so I thought that you had ... read full excerpt from: The Sheik and the Virgin Secretary ebook
