Cathy Williams - Shock Marriage for the Powerful Spaniard

Today shes a nanny...

Tomorrow the billionaire will make her his bride!

Tycoon Rafael Almirez heads to Argentina with one aimto find Sofia Suarez, the woman due to inherit the company hes poised to take over. When he meets the spirited but innocent nanny, Rafael is astounded. As is Sofia when he reveals that shes an heiress! Rafael confidently proposes a mutually beneficial marriageits a practical business solution! But this Spaniards potent need for Sofia is unexpectedand changes everything...

Enjoy the drama of this surprise wedding!

I was sent here to see whether you were a worthy heir.

Silence settled between them. Sofia looked away, sick to her stomach, because she knew now that all that flirting, those dangerously seductive glances, that lazy banter that had made her squirm with stupid excitement and lust, had been part of a bigger plan. While shed been busy letting her heart rule her head, Rafael had been busy keeping tabs to see what sort of person she was.

A worthy heir, she said woodenly. A worthy heir to do what, exactly?

A worthy heir to take over from your father...at the very least in name... He resumed sitting, but this time there was a tension in his posture that hadnt been there before.

But heres where it gets interesting, Sofia. His eyes locked with hers and a shiver ran up and down her spine, a fast, cold, tickling sensation that made her pulse suddenly race. Im not just here to check your suitability as an heir. Im here to check your suitability as a wife.

Conveniently Wed!

Conveniently wedded, passionately bedded!

Whether theres a debt to be paid, a will to be obeyed or a business to be saved...shes got no choice but to say, I do!

But these billionaire bridegrooms have got another think coming if they imagine marriage will be that easy...

Soon their convenient brides become the objects of inconvenient desire!

Find out what happens after the vows in:

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Chosen as the Sheikhs Royal Bride by Jennie Lucas
Penniless Virgin to Sicilians Bride by Melanie Milburne
Untamed Billionaires Innocent Bride by Caitlin Crews
Bought Bride for the Argentinian by Sharon Kendrick
Contracted as His Cinderella Bride by Heidi Rice

Look for more Conveniently Wed! stories coming soon!

Cathy Williams

Shock Marriage for the Powerful Spaniard

Cathy Williams can remember reading Harlequin books as a teenager, and now that she is writing them, she remains an avid fan. For her, there is nothing like creating romantic stories and engaging plots, and each and every book is a new adventure. Cathy lives in London, and her three daughtersCharlotte, Olivia and Emmahave always been, and continue to be, the greatest inspirations in her life.

Books by Cathy Williams

Harlequin Presents

The Secret Sanchez Heir

Bought to Wear the Billionaires Ring

Ciprianis Innocent Captive

Legacy of His Revenge

A Deal for Her Innocence

A Diamond Deal with Her Boss

The Tycoons Ultimate Conquest

Contracted for the Spaniards Heir

Marriage Bargain with His Innocent

One Night With Consequences

Bound by the Billionaires Baby

The Italians One-Night Consequence

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Contents

B UT ... ANYWAY ... I M glad youve come, Rafael. I wasnt sure whether you would have the time, with this deal youre working on. The newspapers are full of it. Its nice that you still can find a window for a dying old man.

Rafael raised both eyebrows and looked at his godfather wryly.

David Dunmore might look the very soul of benevolence, with his round spectacles and his tufting grey hair and his jolly, might-almost-be-related-to-Father-Christmas appearance, but Rafael knew very well that behind that faade there beat the heart of someone as sharp as a tack and not averse to a little emotional blackmail.

He also knew that his godfather would never have requested his presence if it hadnt been something urgent. The more convoluted the road he took to get there, the more significant the request would be and right now, after an hour of going round the houses, the size of the favour had increased exponentially.

Rafael relaxed back in his chair, drink in his hand, and braced himself for the long haul.

He hadnt been to his godfathers house in a while. At least a couple of months and not since the old man had been confined to bed and climbing the four walls. When they met, they generally met at the old-fashioned gentlemans club David was a member of where, as he was fond of saying, a chap could hear himself think over a decent whisky and food that hadnt been tampered with by a celebrity chef. Cabbage and cottage piewho needs it? Rafael would routinely retort, both comfortable in a relationship in which easy familiarity was the offspring of mutual respect and great love.

Rafael had almost forgotten how exquisite this house in Belgravia was, with its graceful proportions and expensive clutter that harked back to a time before minimalism had become the fashion. Soft Persian rugs covered the rich, wooden floor and artefacts from trips abroad jostled with priceless works of art and dainty sculptures.

I thought youd stopped playing the dying card, he said mildly. After the consultant gave you the all clear and declared you as fit as a fiddle.

What do consultants know?

A lot, considering the years theyve spent practising medicine. Hillman, as it happens, is top of his field when it comes to dodgy tickers, so its fair to say if hes given you the all clear then the dying card is no longer appropriate.

Well, superficially I may look as though Im on the mend, but you have no idea the sort of stress Ive been enduring for the past few months.

The smile dropped from Rafaels face. Freddy? Throwing his weight around again? Let me take care of the bloody man.

You cant. You have no pull in my company and threatening him with hell and damnation isnt going to work. Right now, he can tell that Ive been mortally wounded. I no longer have the stamina or the interest to go into my offices nearly as much as I used to, and hes been...making mischief. But you know how it is, Rafael. He is my stepson, for better or for worse, and hes also a significant shareholder thanks to the divorce settlement. There is nothing I can do about him, but three of my trusted directors have handed in their resignations, and I fear he is systematically going to try and get his cronies in to replace them. Five years ago, I would have had the energy to keep more of an eye on the boy, but...

He sighed. The old guard are ready to go. Theyre just allowing themselves to be pushed out slightly ahead of schedule. But thats by the by. For the time being. No, I asked you here to discuss something entirely different.

Rafael said nothing. His antennae were picking up undercurrents swirling beneath the surface. The silence stretched and then, eventually, David Dunmore reached into the old-fashioned briefcase on the walnut coffee table next to him and extracted an envelope.

He leant forward, handed it to Rafael and then sat back, linking fingers on his protruding stomach to watch his godson with keen interest.