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‘Here he is at last. Arden, I’d like to present you to my cousin Idris—Sheikh of Zahrat.’

Arden widened her smile, determined not to be overawed by meeting her very first, and no doubt last, sheikh. Coming to this formal reception, surrounded by VIPs who oozed money and privilege, had already tested her nerves.

She turned, tilted her head to look up, and felt the world drop away.

His face was severely sculpted, as if scored by desert winds. Yet there was beauty in those high cheekbones and his firm yet sensual mouth. His nose and jaw were honed and strong. The harsh angle of those beetling black brows intimidated. So did the wide flare of his nostrils, as if the sheikh scented something unexpected.

Shock dragged at her, loosening her knees till her legs felt like rubber.

His eyes...

Dark as a midnight storm, those eyes fixed on her instinctive movement as she clutched Hamid for support. Slowly they lifted again to clash with hers, disdain clear in that haughty stare.

A shuddering wave of disquiet rolled through her as she blinked up, telling herself it wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be.

Despite the frantic messages her body was sending her, she couldn’t know this man.

Yet her brain wouldn’t listen to reason. It told her it was him. The man who’d changed her life.