SUSAN MEIER

The Spanish Millionaire's Runaway Bride


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      She ran away from her own wedding...

       Now she’s falling for the man who must bring her home!

      When heiress Morgan Monroe realizes nothing about her wedding is her own choice—including the groom!—she runs. But her father’s associate, Spanish millionaire Riccardo Ochoa, is hot on her heels, under orders to bring her home! Morgan knows it’s wrong to imagine a romance with this stranger, but why does being with Riccardo feel so right?

      SUSAN MEIER is the author of over fifty books for Mills & Boon. The Tycoon’s Secret Daughter was a Romance Writers of America RITA® Award finalist, and Nanny for the Millionaire’s Twins won the Book Buyers’ Best Award and was a finalist in the National Readers’ Choice awards. She is married and has three children. One of eleven children herself, she loves to write about the complexity of families and totally believes in the power of love.

       Also by Susan Meier

       Daring to Trust the Boss

       The Twelve Dates of Christmas

       Her Brooding Italian Boss

       A Bride for the Italian Boss

       A Mistletoe Kiss with the Boss

       The Boss’s Fake Fiancée

       The Princes of Xaviera miniseries

       Pregnant with a Royal Baby!

       Wedded for His Royal Duty

      Discover more at millsandboon.co.uk.

      The Spanish Millionaire’s Runaway Bride

      Susan Meier

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      ISBN: 978-1-474-07723-1

      THE SPANISH MILLIONAIRE’S RUNAWAY BRIDE

      © 2018 Linda Susan Meier

      Published in Great Britain 2018

      by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF

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      To my mum, an avid reader, who taught me to love every story.

      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       About the Author

       Booklist

       Title Page

       Copyright

       Dedication

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       CHAPTER TWELVE

       EPILOGUE

       Extract

       CHAPTER ONE

      RICCARDO OCHOA DROVE under the portico of the Midnight Sins Hotel on the Las Vegas strip. He got out of his rental—a black Mercedes convertible with white leather interior—and tossed the keys to the valet.

      “Don’t take it too far,” he told the twentysomething kid dressed in neat-as-a-pin trousers and a white shirt. “I don’t intend to be long.”

      He turned to enter the hotel and almost ran in to a gaggle of giggling women. “Good afternoon, ladies.”

      They