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In this contemporary classic of harrowing suspense and forbidden romance by #1 New York Times bestselling author Nora Roberts, a young woman trapped in the limelight plots a daring act of revenge-which may have fatal consequences.
At twenty-five, Princess Adrianne lives a life most people would envy. Beautiful and elegant, she spends her days dabbling in charities and her nights floating from one glamorous gala to the next. But her pampered-rich-girl pose is a ruse, a carefully calculated effort to hide a dangerous truth.
For ten years Adrianne has lived for revenge. As a child, she could only watch the cruelty hidden behind the façade of her parents' fairy-tale marriage. Now she has the perfect plan to make her famous father pay. Yet just as she is poised to take her vengeance, she meets a man who seems to divine her every secret. Clever, charming, and enigmatic, Philip Chamberlain has his own reasons for getting close to Adrianne. And soon she will find herself up against two formidable men: one with the knowledge to take her freedom, the other with the power to take her life.
PRAISE FOR NORA ROBERTS
"Her stories have fueled the dreams of twenty-five million readers."-Entertainment Weekly
"Roberts is indeed a word artist, painting her stories and her characters with vitality and verve."-Los Angeles Daily News
"Roberts is a superstar."-The New York Times "Move over, Sidney Sheldon: the world has a new master of romantic suspense, and her name is Nora Roberts."-Rex Reed
"Her stories have fueled the dreams of twenty-five million readers."-Entertainment Weekly
"You can't bottle wish fulfillment, but Nora Roberts certainly knows how to put it on the page." -New York Times The sun was high and white when she woke. There was an ache, dull and somehow sweet, through her body to remind her of the night. She wanted to smile, to snuggle back in bed and hug it to herself like an accomplishment, like a bag full of the finest diamonds. But there was still a part of her, a part dug deep, that believed a woman's submission in bed meant submission everywhere.
He was sleeping beside her. She hadn't thought he would stay the night, or hold her throughout it. Nor had she known how comforting it could be to lie awake in the dark and listen to his steady breathing. She knew now how good it felt to study his face in the morning sunlight.
Tenderness. She felt it, fought against it. Her fingers itched to run along his cheek, to comb through his hair. It would be so satisfying to touch him now, as if what had happened in the night had been real and important.
Cautious, she uncurled her fingers from her palm and started to reach out. Her fingertips just brushed his skin when his eyes blinked open. Adrianne snatched her hand away.
Even in sleep his reflexes were quick. Philip wrapped his fingers around her wrist and brought her hand to his lips. "Morning."
"Good morning." Awkward. She felt foolishly, miserably awkward. "We slept later than I intended."
"That's what vacations are for." In one smooth move he rolled on top of her to nuzzle at her neck. "And other things."
She closed her eyes. It was harder, much harder than she ever had believed to fight the need to give. If possible, she wanted him more now than she had during the night. Love, like any indulgence, was craved more after the first taste.
"Like breakfast?" she said, willing her voice to be light.
After nibbling on her lips, he drew back. "Hungry?"
"Starved."
"Shall I ring up room service?"
"Yes-no," she said, and already hated herself for the deception. "I'd really like to shower and change, then I'd been toying with the idea of diving, going out to Palancar."
"Have you hired a boat?"
"Not yet."
When he sat up she shifted, just slightly, so their bodies no longer touched. "Why don't I see to it? I'll go have a shower myself, then meet you in th
At twenty-five, Princess Adrianne lives a life most people would envy. Beautiful and elegant, she spends her days dabbling in charities and her nights floating from one glamorous gala to the next. But her pampered-rich-girl pose is a ruse, a carefully calculated effort to hide a dangerous truth.
For ten years Adrianne has lived for revenge. As a child, she could only watch the cruelty hidden behind the façade of her parents' fairy-tale marriage. Now she has the perfect plan to make her famous father pay. Yet just as she is poised to take her vengeance, she meets a man who seems to divine her every secret. Clever, charming, and enigmatic, Philip Chamberlain has his own reasons for getting close to Adrianne. And soon she will find herself up against two formidable men: one with the knowledge to take her freedom, the other with the power to take her life.
PRAISE FOR NORA ROBERTS
"Her stories have fueled the dreams of twenty-five million readers."-Entertainment Weekly
"Roberts is indeed a word artist, painting her stories and her characters with vitality and verve."-Los Angeles Daily News
"Roberts is a superstar."-The New York Times "Move over, Sidney Sheldon: the world has a new master of romantic suspense, and her name is Nora Roberts."-Rex Reed
"Her stories have fueled the dreams of twenty-five million readers."-Entertainment Weekly
"You can't bottle wish fulfillment, but Nora Roberts certainly knows how to put it on the page." -New York Times The sun was high and white when she woke. There was an ache, dull and somehow sweet, through her body to remind her of the night. She wanted to smile, to snuggle back in bed and hug it to herself like an accomplishment, like a bag full of the finest diamonds. But there was still a part of her, a part dug deep, that believed a woman's submission in bed meant submission everywhere.
He was sleeping beside her. She hadn't thought he would stay the night, or hold her throughout it. Nor had she known how comforting it could be to lie awake in the dark and listen to his steady breathing. She knew now how good it felt to study his face in the morning sunlight.
Tenderness. She felt it, fought against it. Her fingers itched to run along his cheek, to comb through his hair. It would be so satisfying to touch him now, as if what had happened in the night had been real and important.
Cautious, she uncurled her fingers from her palm and started to reach out. Her fingertips just brushed his skin when his eyes blinked open. Adrianne snatched her hand away.
Even in sleep his reflexes were quick. Philip wrapped his fingers around her wrist and brought her hand to his lips. "Morning."
"Good morning." Awkward. She felt foolishly, miserably awkward. "We slept later than I intended."
"That's what vacations are for." In one smooth move he rolled on top of her to nuzzle at her neck. "And other things."
She closed her eyes. It was harder, much harder than she ever had believed to fight the need to give. If possible, she wanted him more now than she had during the night. Love, like any indulgence, was craved more after the first taste.
"Like breakfast?" she said, willing her voice to be light.
After nibbling on her lips, he drew back. "Hungry?"
"Starved."
"Shall I ring up room service?"
"Yes-no," she said, and already hated herself for the deception. "I'd really like to shower and change, then I'd been toying with the idea of diving, going out to Palancar."
"Have you hired a boat?"
"Not yet."
When he sat up she shifted, just slightly, so their bodies no longer touched. "Why don't I see to it? I'll go have a shower myself, then meet you in th