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She’s expecting a simple business deal, but he’s expecting much more…
Annabelle works tirelessly for her father’s mining company, despite their rocky relationship. So when he asks her to travel to the Middle East to complete an important business merger, Annabelle sees an opportunity. It’s her chance to prove her worth, but the culture clash proves difficult for the strong-minded American woman. She’s supposed to work closely with the son of the oil company’s CEO, but Annabelle’s not sure what to make of Imaad. He may be gorgeous, but she refuses to be cowed by his good looks or his old-fashioned ways.
Sheikh Imaad is ruthless in his business dealings for the family oil company, but standing up to his traditional father is not as simple. When he learns his father’s full intentions–that the business arrangements include an arranged marriage to the American executive, Imaad wants to refuse. His intended bride is both beautiful and brash, but Imaad has a plan. If he can convince Annabelle to go along with the fake marriage, they might both get what they truly want. Sounds simple, but Imaad soon realizes it won’t be easy to tame a western woman.
To please their families and prove their worth, just how far will Imaad and Annabelle be willing to go? And what will happen when the charade starts to get a little too real?
Annabelle relaxed, looking back at the meandering stream of travelers. She nibbled on her lip, watching the door where more and more people exited, leaving the hall nearly empty. She kept a firm grip on her trademark teal suitcase. It was best to stand out, to set one’s luggage apart from the rest. She fidgeted with a cuticle. Or maybe that just meant it was easier to steal.
She sighed, cocking a hip, anxiety making flutters in her belly as she waited.
A deep voice interrupted her fretting. She spun on her heel, finding a tall man behind her. She gasped, unable to rip her gaze from his gorgeous face. He was picture-perfect, with the sort of stunning proportions that made her feel like she was looking at a magazine ad. Her mouth fell open and she forgot how to act, how to speak, how to do anything.
The man blinked, eyes narrowing. “You are Annabelle, right?”
She drew a deep breath, forcing her gaze away from his face. He was dressed like a model too. Crisp black suit, which complemented his olive skin tone amazingly well. Too amazingly well. She stared at his shoulder—the safest place she could look, she figured. “Yeah.”
“I’m Imaad.” He stuck out his hand. She blinked, looking at it for a moment, before bringing her own small, pale hand to greet his. They shook, and his warmth flooded her. She swallowed a sigh.
“Pleasure to meet you. You’re Director of Operations for Almasi Holdings, right?” She tucked back a lock of her hair, which suddenly felt greasy now, standing in the shadow of this beautiful man. She had day-old hair and airplane face. She would have freshened up in the bathroom before hitting baggage claim if she’d known a man like this was greeting her.
“Yes. It’s my father’s company.” His voice was humorless. He stuffed his hands into his pockets. So this was the Imaad her father had said she’d get along with. Even after so few words, she had an inkling that the only thing she’d come to appreciate about him was his looks. He held something tight around him—dourness, or maybe a touch of xenophobia. Whatever it was, it left a bad taste in her mouth.
They blinked at each other for a moment. This is getting awkward.
She sniffed, clutching her purse tighter. “Where will we be going from here?”
“To your accommodations.” He looked away, like he was bored already. Inside, she groaned. Why did the hot ones have to be the biggest assholes? This guy didn’t deserve that face. Not with that attitude.
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