Angela Bissell

The Sicilian's Secret Son


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      His heir revealed...

       And he’ll protect what’s his—with a ring!

      Luca Cavallari is a man who always gets what he wants. So when he uncovers the existence of his hidden son, he’s determined to whisk his new family away to his sprawling Sicilian estate. Convincing gentle Annah Sinclair won’t be easy...but denying their still-fierce attraction is even harder! And Luca knows there’s only one way to truly claim Annah and his son—marriage!

       Escape to Italy with this secret baby story

      ANGELA BISSELL lives with her husband and one crazy Ragdoll cat in the vibrant harbourside city of Wellington, New Zealand. In her twenties, with a wad of savings and a few meagre possessions, she took off for Europe, backpacking through Egypt, Israel, Turkey and the Greek Islands before finding her way to London, where she settled and worked in a glamorous hotel for several years. Clearly the perfect grounding for her love of Mills & Boon Modern! Visit her at angelabissell.com.

       Also by Angela Bissell

      Irresistible Mediterranean Tycoons miniseries

      Surrendering to the Vengeful Italian

      Defying Her Billionaire Protector

      Ruthless Billionaire Brothers miniseries

      A Night, A Consequence, A Vow

      A Mistress, A Scandal, A Ring

      Discover more at millsandboon.co.uk.

      The Sicilian’s Secret Son

      Angela Bissell

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      ISBN: 978-1-474-08764-3

      THE SICILIAN’S SECRET SON

      © 2019 Angela Bissell

      Published in Great Britain 2019

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

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      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       About the Author

       Booklist

       Title Page

       Copyright

       CHAPTER ONE

       CHAPTER TWO

       CHAPTER THREE

       CHAPTER FOUR

       CHAPTER FIVE

       CHAPTER SIX

       CHAPTER SEVEN

       CHAPTER EIGHT

       CHAPTER NINE

       CHAPTER TEN

       CHAPTER ELEVEN

       EPILOGUE

       Extract

       About the Publisher

       CHAPTER ONE

      DINO ROSSINI SAT FORWARD, an ugly sneer on his face. ‘You’re making a mistake, Cavallari. You think this is what your father wanted?’

      Seated behind the desk in his late father’s study, Luca Cavallari met Rossini’s angry stare with a steady one of his own. Glancing away—even blinking—would show weakness, and this man, like all bullies, preyed on those he considered weaker than himself.

      It was why Luca had just fired him.

      ‘What my father wanted ceased to matter the day he died,’ he said. ‘We do things my way now.’

      Rossini’s expression darkened. ‘The old ways—’

      ‘Will not be tolerated. I made that clear two months ago.’ A warning his father’s security chief had blatantly ignored. Disgust turned Luca’s voice rough. ‘What you