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Gabe accompanied the Sultan into a vast dining room, where lavishly laid tables were decorated with fragrant roses coloured deep crimson.

‘I have seated you next to the Ambassador of Maraban, one of the most influential men in the region,’ said the Sultan. ‘With my sister on the other side. Her English is excellent and she is eager to meet with you. Ah, here she comes now. Leila!’

But Gabe didn’t need to hear his host say her name to know the woman’s identity. He knew that from the moment she entered the banqueting hall. Even though Leila’s body was swathed in flowing silk, and even though a matching veil of palest silver was covering half her face, there could be no mistaking her. No amount of camouflage could disguise the sexy sway of her body—or maybe it was because in some primeval and physical way he still felt connected to her.

He could still smell her on his skin.