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Название: One Night: Latin Heat

Автор: Эбби Грин

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Контркультура

Серия: Mills & Boon M&B

isbn: 9781474070904

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      As if by magic, our baby’s crying abruptly subsided. Big-eyed, Miguel hiccupped his last tears away as father and son took measure of each other, each with the same frown, the same eyes, the same expression. It would have been enough to make me grin, if my heart hadn’t been hurting so much.

      Suddenly our baby flopped out a tiny, unsteady hand against Alejandro’s nose. Looking down at him in surprise, Alejandro snorted a laugh. He seemed to catch his breath, looking at Miguel with amazement, even wonder.

      Then he straightened, giving me a cold glare.

      “There will be a DNA test. Immediately.”

      “You expect me to allow a doctor to prick my baby’s skin for a blood test, to prove something I don’t want to be proved? Forget it! Either believe he’s your son, or—better yet—don’t! And leave us in peace!”

      Alejandro’s face looked cold and ruthless. “Enough.”

      He must have pressed a button or something—or else he had some freaky bodyguard alert, like a dog whistle I couldn’t hear—because suddenly two bodyguards came in through the front door. Without even looking at me, they kept walking through the foyer, headed across the courtyard toward the bedroom I shared with Miguel.

      I whirled on Alejandro. “Where are they going?”

      “To pack,” he replied coolly.

      “Pack for whom?”

      A third bodyguard who’d come up silently behind me suddenly lifted Miguel out of my arms.

      “No!” I cried. I started for him, arms outstretched, but Alejandro held me back.

      “If the DNA test proves he is not my son,” he said calmly, “I will bring your son back to you, safe and sound, and I’ll never bother either of you again.”

      “Let me go!” I shrieked, fighting him—uselessly, for with his greater power and strength, his grip was implacable. “You bastard! You bastard! I will kill you! You can’t take him from me—Miguel! Miguel!”

      “You are so sure he is mine?”

      “Of course he is yours! You know you were my only lover!”

      “I know I was your first....”

      “My only! Ever! Damn you! Miguel!”

      Something flickered in Alejandro’s eyes. But I was no longer looking at him. I was watching as the bodyguard disappeared through the door, my baby wailing in the man’s beefy arms. I struggled in Alejandro’s grip. “Let me go!”

      “Promise to behave, Lena,” he said quietly, “and I will.”

      How I wished I could fight him. If only I had the same power he did—then we’d see who gave orders! If I had his physical strength, I would punch him in the face! If only I had a fortune, a private jet, my own bodyguard army...

      My lips parted on an intake of breath.

      Edward.

      Would he help me? Even now?

      That wasn’t the question.

      Would I be willing to pay the price?

      “I don’t want to separate you from the baby,” Alejandro said, “but I must have the DNA test. And if you’re going to fight and scream...”

      I abruptly stopped struggling. Nodding, I wiped my eyes. “I’ll come quietly. But please,” I said softly, looking up at his face, “before you take him to Spain, could we stop in London?”

      He frowned. “London?”

      I nodded, trying to hide my eagerness—my desperation. “I left something at Claudie’s house. Something precious. I need it back.”

      “What is it?”

      “My baby’s legacy.”

      He lifted a dark eyebrow. “Money?”

      “And also,” I said on a wave of inspiration, “if we could talk to Claudie, together, we could force her to admit how she played us both. Then maybe we could actually trust each other, going forward....”

      Alejandro rubbed the back of his head, then nodded. “That would be better. And to be honest, there are a few things I’d like to discuss with your cousin myself.”

      His voice was grim. I believed him now when he said he didn’t want to marry Claudie. Maybe Alejandro hadn’t deliberately planned to get me pregnant after all.

      But I’d been right about one thing. He still planned to steal my baby. He intended to keep Miguel at his side, to raise him as his heir in some cold Spanish castle, until he turned him into some heartless, unfeeling bastard like himself.

      And Alejandro didn’t intend to marry me. So I’d be powerless. Expendable.

      “So we have a deal?” Alejandro said. “You’ll allow the DNA test, and if he is my son, you’ll come with us to Spain?”

      “With a stop in London first.”

      “Yes. London. But after that, Spain. I have your word?”

      “I honestly hate you,” I whispered with feeling.

      “I honestly do not care. Do I have your word?”

      I glared at him. “Yes.”

      He looked down at me in the shadows. For a moment, there was a current of electricity between us, sparking in the shadows of the room. His fingers tightened. Then he abruptly released me.

      “Thank you,” he said coldly, “for being so reasonable.”

      Hiding the cold determination in my heart, I left him without a word, and nearly sprinted toward my baby.

      Alejandro thought he owned me now. But I wasn’t as helpless as he thought. I had one card left to play, if I was willing to pay for it.

      Was I?

      For my son?

      Yes. I was.

       CHAPTER TWO

      THE FIRST TIME I saw London, I was a grief-stricken fourteen-year-old, newly orphaned, just arrived from New York. My grandmother, whom I’d never met, sent her driver to collect me from Heathrow. The sky was weeping and gray. I remembered trembling as I walked up the steps of the tall white mansion in Kensington, a house roughly the same size as my entire apartment building in Brooklyn.

      Brought in by the butler, I’d found my grandmother sitting at her antique desk in the morning room. I stood in front of the fireplace for some moments, my eyes stinging and my heart aching, before she finally looked up.

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