Ways To Ruin A Royal Reputation (Mills & Boon Modern) (Signed, Sealed…Seduced, Book 1)

Canadian DANI COLLINS knew in high school that she wanted to write romance for a living. Twenty-five years later, after marrying her high school sweetheart, having two kids with him, working at several generic office jobs and submitting countless manuscripts, she got The Call. Her first Mills & Boon novel won the Reviewers’ Choice Award for Best First in Series from RT Book Reviews. She now works in her own office, writing romance.


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Ways to Ruin a Royal Reputation
Dani Collins
www.millsandboon.co.uk


ISBN: 978-0-008-91393-9
WAYS TO RUIN A ROYAL REPUTATION
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Published in Great Britain 2021
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To my fellow authors in this trilogy,
Clare Connelly and Tara Pammi.
Writing is a strange beast, and can be lonely at times,
but when a fun project like this one comes along,
it reminds me I have water-cooler colleagues
who know exactly how my work day is going.
I can’t wait until we can get together
to celebrate these books in person!


Contents
Cover
About the Author
Booklist
Title Page
Copyright
Note to Readers
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
EPILOGUE
Extract
About the Publisher


CHAPTER ONE
“RUIN ME.”
Amy Miller blinked, certain she’d misheard Luca Albizzi, the king of Vallia.
She’d been reeling since she’d walked into this VIP suite in London’s toniest hotel and discovered who her potential client would be.
Her arrival here had been conducted under a cloak of mystery. A call had had her assistant frowning with perplexity as she relayed the request that Amy turn up for an immediate consultation, now or never.
Given the address, Amy had been confident it was worth pandering to the vague yet imperious invitation. It wasn’t unheard-of for managers of celebrities to conceal a client’s identity while they brought Amy and her team into a crisis situation.
Amy had snatched up her bag and hurried across the city, expecting to meet an outed MP’s son or an heiress being blackmailed with revenge porn.
The hotel manager had brought her to the Royal Suite, a title Amy had not taken seriously despite the pair of men guarding the door, both wearing dark suits and inscrutable expressions. One had searched through her satchel while the other inspected the jacket she had nervously removed in the lift.
When they opened the door for her, Amy had warily entered an empty lounge.
As she set her bag and jacket on a bar stool, the sound of the main door closing had brought a pensive man from one of the bedrooms.
He wore a bone-colored business shirt over dark gray trousers, no tie, and had such an air of authority, he nearly knocked her over with it. He was thirtyish, swarthy, his hair light brown, his blue eyes piercing enough to score lines into her.
Before she had fully recognized him, a hot, bright pull twisted within her. A sensual vine that wound through her limbs slithered to encase her, and yanked.
It was inexplicable and disconcerting—even more so when her brain caught up to realize exactly who was provoking this reaction.
The headlines had been screaming for weeks that the Golden Prince, recently crowned the king of Vallia, would be coming to London on a state visit. King Luca had always been notorious for the fact he was powerful, privileged and sinfully good-looking. Everything else about him was above reproach. According to reports, he’d dined at Buckingham Palace last night where the only misstep had been a smoky look of admiration from a married duchess that he had ignored.
“Call me Luca,” he said by way of introduction, and invited her to sit.
Gratefully, Amy had sunk onto the sofa, suffering the worst case of starstruck bedazzlement she’d ever experienced. She spoke to wealthy and elite people all the time and never lost her tongue. Or her hearing. Or her senses. She refused to let this man be anything different, but he was. He just was.
She saw his mouth move again.