Carol Marinelli - Sicilian's Baby Of Shame

Seduced...

When hotel chambermaid Sophie delivers room service to Sicily’s most dark-hearted tycoon, Bastiano Conti, his raw sexuality tempts her to take the ultimate risk—surrendering her untouched body to his!

Shamed...

Bastiano’s ruthlessness is renowned, but even his conscience flickers when Sophie is fired for their indiscretion—the memories of which are branded onto his very soul—and disappears.

Pregnant!

Bastiano finds Sophie working in a bar—disgraced, destitute and pregnant! Rejected by his own family, Bastiano is determined to claim his child...by seducing defiant Sophie into wearing his ring!

There was a gap between their chests, but so in tune was Sophie with Bastiano’s every move that she felt as if their bodies touched.

It was time to stay or go. Sophie knew that. Even at this stage she could smooth it over and make her farewells.

Or she could meet those lips and discover bliss.

‘Come here,’ Bastiano moaned, and his hand came up and pulled her head down to his.

Always she had avoided such contact, and yet now she craved it.

His mouth was soft, and the dark shadow of his skin did not make her skin crawl with its tickle; instead it was rough and delicious and matched the building desire in her.

Now, instead of resisting, she opened her lips, wanting and willing.

His tongue felt like a reward as it coiled around hers. They tasted each other, and they inflamed each other—and not just with their mouths. He was stroking her breast through the fabric of her dress and Sophie ached for bed.

His bed.

Billionaires & One-Night Heirs

Secret babies they are determined to claim!

Raul, Alim and Bastiano—three billionaires renowned the world over for their charisma and commanding ways.

Lydia, Gabi and Sophie—three innocents who cannot resist their seductive appeal.

And when sizzling nights lead to nine-month consequences there is no other option—these billionaires will claim their heirs!

The Innocent’s Secret Baby

Bound by the Sultan’s Baby

Sicilian’s Baby of Shame

Available now!

You won’t want to miss this addictive new trilogy from Carol Marinelli!

Sicilian’s Baby of Shame

Carol Marinelli

www.millsandboon.co.uk

CAROL MARINELLI recently filled in a form asking for her job title. Thrilled to be able to put down her answer, she put ‘writer’. Then it asked what Carol did for relaxation and she put down the truth—‘writing’. The third question asked for her hobbies. Well, not wanting to look obsessed, she crossed her fingers and answered ‘swimming’—but, given that the chlorine in the pool does terrible things to her highlights, I’m sure you can guess the real answer!

Books by Carol Marinelli

Mills & Boon Modern Romance

Billionaires & One-Night Heirs

The Innocent’s Secret Baby

Bound by the Sultan’s Baby

One Night With Consequences

The Sheikh’s Baby Scandal

The Billionaire’s Legacy

Di Sione’s Innocent Conquest

Irresistible Russian Tycoons

The Price of His Redemption

The Cost of the Forbidden

Billionaire Without a Past

Return of the Untamed Billionaire

Mills & Boon Medical Romance

Their Secret Royal Baby

Paddington Children’s Hospital

Their One Night Baby

The London Primary Hospital

Playboy on Her Christmas List

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Carol xxx

Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text

Introduction

Billionaires & One-Night Heirs

Title Page

About the Author

Dedication

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

EPILOGUE

Extract

Copyright

PROLOGUE

BASTIANO CONTI HAD been born hungry.

And born a problem.

His mother had died giving birth to him and had never disclosed who his father was. All she had owned had been left to him—a ring.

It was Italian gold with a small emerald in its centre and some seed pearls dotted around it.

Bastiano’s uncle, who had four children of his own, had first suggested that the nuns raise the orphaned baby who’d lain crying in the small maternity ward in the Valley of Casta. There was a convent that overlooked the Sicilian Strait and orphans had usually been sent there.

But the convent was on its last legs.

The nurses were busy but occasionally one would take pity and hold Bastiano a little longer than it took to feed him.

Occasionally.

‘Familia,’ the priest had said to his uncle. ‘Everyone knows that the Contis look after their own.’

The Contis ruled the valley to the west and the Di Savos held the east.

Loyalty to their own was paramount, the priest told him.

And so, after a stern talk from the priest, Bastiano’s zio and his reluctant wife had taken the little bastard to their house but it had never, for Bastiano, been a home.

Always Bastiano had been considered an outsider. If something had gone wrong, then he’d been the first to be blamed and the last to be forgiven.

If there had been four brioches for lunch, they had not been split to make five.

Bastiano had done without.

Sitting in school next to Raul Di Savo, Bastiano had started to understand why.

‘What would your parents save in a fire?’ Sister Francesca had asked her class. ‘Raul?’

Raul had shrugged.

‘Your father,’ she prompted, ‘what would be the first thing that Gino reached for?’

‘His wine.’

The class had laughed and Sister Francesca, growing more exasperated with each passing moment, had turned her attention from Raul.

‘Bastiano,’ she snapped. ‘Who would your zia save?’

His serious grey eyes had lifted to hers and Bastiano had frowned even as he’d given his response. ‘Her children.’

‘Correct.’

She had turned back to the board and Bastiano had sat there, still frowning, for indeed it was the correct answer—his zia would save her children. But not him.

He would never be first.

However, aged seven, Bastiano was sent to collect the brioches and the baker’s wife ruffled his hair and so unused to affection was he that his face lit up and she said that he had a cute smile.

‘You do too,’ Bastiano told her, and she laughed.

‘Here.’ She gave him a sweet cannoli just for brightening her morning and Bastiano and Raul sat on the hill and ate the gooey treat.

The boys should have been sworn enemies—for generations the Contis and the Di Savos had fought over the vines and properties in the valley—yet Bastiano and Raul became firm friends.