Marriage: To Claim His Twins

2010 UK Edition
By Penny Jordan
Publisher	Harlequin Presents #2939
	Mills & Boon Modern Romance #981
Release Month	Sept 2010 (US)
	Jun 2010 (UK)
Needed: Eligible Billionaires - US and Needed: The World's Most Eligible Billionaires - UK Series
Preceded by	The Italian Duke's Virgin Mistress
Harlequin Presents Series #
Preceded by	Master Of The Desert
Followed by	Kat And The Dare-Devil Spaniard
Mills & Boon Modern Romance Series #
Preceded by	Majesty, Mistress...Missing Heir
Followed by	The Royal Baby Revelation

• Author: Penny Jordan
• Publisher: Mills & Boon Modern Romance #981
• Year: 2010, May 21 (Part of Mills and Boon June Releases)
• Setting:
• Series: Needed: Eligible Billionaires - US and Needed: The World's Most Eligible Billionaires - UK & AUS
• Amazon Listing: Marriage: To Claim His Twins (US) or (UK)

Book Description

Blurb 1

From the back cover of Harlequin Presents #2939, September 2010, US Edition:

Passion has a double price…

Alexander Konstantinakos has discovered that one passionate night in England had its consequences: two, to be precise. Out of the blue he's turned up on Ruby Wareham's doorstep—to take his twin sons back to Greece!

Ruby's shocked that she's still so attracted to dark, sexy and powerful Alexander. She's afraid she might lose her beautiful boys, whom she's struggled to bring up on her own, but maybe there's a solution…. Can she wed Sander—a virtual stranger—and live as his wife, and in his bed?

Blurb 2

From the back cover of Mills & Boon Modern Romance #981, June 2010, UK Edition:

Passion has a double price…

Alexander Konstantinakos has discovered that one passionate night in Manchester had its consequences: two, to be precise. Out of the blue he’s turned up on Ruby Wareham’s doorstep – to take his twin sons back to Greece!

Ruby’s shocked that she’s still so attracted to the dark, sexy and powerful Alexander! She’s afraid she might lose her beautiful boys, whom she’s struggled to bring up on her own, but maybe there’s a solution… Can she wed Sander – a virtual stranger – and live as his wife, and in his bed…?

Needed: The World’s Most Eligible Billionaires
Three penniless sisters, pure and proud…but about to be purchased!

Excerpt 1

From the inside cover of Harlequin Presents #2939, September 2010, US Edition or the inside coverMills & Boon Modern Romance #981, June 2010, UK Edition:

'Your money means nothing to me, Sander, nothing at all,' she told him truthfully, adding for good measure, 'And neither do you. For me, the fact that you choose to think in terms of money simply underlines all the reasons why I am not prepared to allow my sons anywhere near you unless I am there.'

'That is how you feel, but what about how they might feel? Sander pressed her. 'A good mother would never behave so selfishly. She would put her children's interests first.'

How speedily Sander had turned the tables on her, Ruby recognized. What had begun at least on her part as a challenge to him, which she had been confident would make him back down, had turned into a double-edged sword which right now he was wielding very skillfully against her, cutting what she had thought was secure ground away from under her feet.

'I am...they need their moth--' she started.

'They are my sons,' Sander interrupted her angrily. 'And I mean to have them. If I have to marry you to facilitate that, then so be it. But make no mistake, Ruby. I intend to have my sons.'

Excerpt 2

From eharlequin.com:

Cursing as she heard the doorbell ring, Ruby remained where she was, on her hands and knees, hoping that whoever it was would give up and go away, leaving her in peace to get on with her cleaning. However, the bell rang again, this time almost imperiously. Someone was pressing hard on the bell.

Cursing again under her breath, Ruby backed out of the downstairs cloakroom, feeling hot and sticky, and not in any mood to have her busy blitz on cleaning whilst her twin sons were at school interrupted. She got to her feet, pushing her soft blonde curls off her face as she did so, before marching towards the front door of the house she shared with two older sisters and her own twin sons. She yanked it open.

'Look, I'm—' Her sentence went unfinished, her voice suspended by shock as she stared at the man standing on the doorstep.

Shock, disbelief, fear, anger, panic, and a sharp spear of something else that she didn't recognise exploded inside her like a fireball, with such powerful intensity that her body was drained of so much energy that she was left feeling shaky and weak, trembling inwardly beneath the onslaught of emotions.

Of course he would be dressed immaculately, in a dark business suit worn over a crisp blue shirt, whilst she was wearing her old jeans and a baggy tee shirt. Not that it really mattered how she looked. After all, she had no reason to want to impress him—had she? And she certainly had no reason to want him to think of her as a desirable woman, groomed and dressed for his approval. She had to clench her stomach muscles against the shudder of revulsion that threatened to betray her. The face that had haunted her dreams and then her nightmares hadn't changed—or aged. If anything he looked even more devastatingly handsome and virile than she had remembered, the dark gold gaze that had mesmerised her so effectively every bit as compelling now as it had been then. Or was it because she was a woman now and not the girl she had been that she was so immediately and shockingly aware of what a very sexual man he was? Ruby didn't know, and she didn't want to know.

The disbelief that had frozen her into silence had turned like snow in the sun to a dangerous slush of fear and horror inside her head—and her heart? No! Whatever effect he had once had on her heart, Sander Konstantinakos had no power to touch it now.

But still the small betraying word, 'You,' slid from the fullness of the naturally warm-coloured lips that had caused her parents to name her Ruby, causing a look of mixed contempt and arrogance to flash from the intense gold of Sander's eyes. Eyes the colour of the king of the jungle—as befitted a man who was in effect the ruler of the Mediterranean island that was his home.

Instinctively Ruby started to close the door on him, wanting to shut out not just Sander himself but everything he represented, but he was too quick for her, taking hold of the door and forcing it open so that he could step into the hall—and then close the door behind him, enclosing them both in the small domestic space, with its smell of cleaning fluid. Strong as it was, it still wasn't strong enough to protect her from the scent of him. A rash of prickly sensation raised the hairs at the back of her neck and then ran down her spine. This was ridiculous. Sander meant nothing to her now, just as she had meant nothing to him that night… But she mustn't think about that. She must concentrate instead on what she was now, not what she had been then, and she must remember the promise she had made to the twins when they had been born—she would put the past behind her.

What she had never expected was that that past would seek her out, and now it had…

'What are you doing here?' she demanded, determined to wrest control of the situation from Sander. 'What do you want?'

His mouth might be aesthetically perfect, with that well-cut top lip balancing the promise of sensuality with his fuller bottom lip, but there was nothing sensual about the tight-lipped look he was giving her, and his words were as sharply cold as the air outside the Manchester hotel in which he had abandoned her that winter morning.

'I think you know the answer to that,' he said, his English as fluent and as accentless as she remembered. 'What I want, what I have come for and what I mean to have, are my sons.'

'Your sons?' Fiercely proud of her twin sons, and equally fiercely maternally protective of them, there was nothing he could have said which would have been more guaranteed to arouse Ruby's anger than his verbal claim on them. Angry colour burned in the smooth perfection of Ruby's normally calm face, and her blue-green eyes were fiery with the fierce passion of her emotions.

It was over six years since this man had taken her, used her and then abandoned her as casually as though she was a…a nothing. A cheap, impulsively bought garment which in the light of day he had discarded for its cheapness. Oh, yes, she knew that she had only herself to blame for what had happened to her that fatal night. She had been the one to flirt with him, even if that flirtation had been alcohol-induced, and no matter how she tried to excuse her behaviour it still shamed her. But not its result—not her beautiful, adorable, much loved sons. They could never shame her, and from the moment they had been born she had been determined to be a mother of whom they could be proud—a mother with whom they could feel secure, and a mother who, no matter how much she regretted the manner in which they had been conceived, would not for one minute even want to go back in time and avoid their conception. Her sons were her life. Her sons.

'My sons—' she began, only to be interrupted.

'My sons, you mean—since in my country it is the father who has the right to claim his children, not the mother.'

'My sons were not fathered by you,' Ruby continued firmly and of course untruthfully.

'Liar,' Sander countered, reaching inside his jacket to produce a photograph which he held up in front of her.

The blood left Ruby's face. The photograph had been taken at Manchester Airport, when they had all gone to see her middle sister off on her recent flight to Italy, and the resemblance of the twins to the man who had fathered them was cruelly and undeniably revealed. The two boys were cast perfectly in their father's image, right down to the unintentionally arrogant masculine air they could adopt at times, as though deep down somewhere in their genes there was an awareness of the man who had fathered them.

Watching the colour come and go in Ruby's face, Sander allowed himself to give her a triumphant look. Of course the boys were his. He had known it the first second he had looked at the image on his sister's mobile phone. Their mirror image resemblance to him had sent a jolt of emotion through him unlike anything he had previously experienced.

It hadn't taken the private agency he had contacted very long to trace Ruby—although Sander had frowned over comments in the report he had received from them that implied that Ruby was a devoted mother who dedicated herself to raising her sons and was unlikely to give them up willingly. But Sander had decided that Ruby's very devotion to his sons might be the best tool he could use to ensure that she gave them up to him.

'My sons' place is with me, on the island that is their home and which ultimately will be their inheritance. Under our laws they belong to me.'

'Belong? They are children, not possessions, and no court in this country would let you take them from me.'

She was beginning to panic, but she was determined not to let him see it.

'You think not? You are living in a house that belongs to your sister, on which she has a mortgage she can no longer afford to repay, you have no money of your own, no job. No training—nothing! I, on the other hand, can provide my sons with everything that you cannot—a home, a good education, a future.'

Although she was shaken by the knowledge of how thoroughly he had done his homework, had had her investigated, Ruby was still determined to hold her ground and not allow him to overwhelm her.

'Maybe so. But can you provide them with love and the knowledge that they are truly loved and wanted? Of course you can't—because you don't love them. How can you? You don't know them.'

There—let him answer that! But even as she made her defiant stand Ruby's heart was warning her that Sander had raised an issue that she could not ignore and would ultimately have to face. Honesty compelled her to admit it.

'I do know that one day they will want to know who fathered them and what their family history is,' she said.

It was hard for her to make that admission—just as it had been hard for her to answer the questions the boys had already asked, saying that they did have a daddy but he lived in a different country. Those words had reminded her of what she was denying her sons because of the circumstances in which she had conceived them. One day, though, their questions would be those of teenagers, not little boys, and far more searching, far more knowing.

Ruby looked away from Sander, instinctively wanting to hide her inner fears from him. The problem of telling the boys how she had come to have them lay across her heart and her conscience in an ever present heavy weight. At the moment they simply accepted that, like many of the other children they were at school with, they did not have a daddy living with them. But one day they would start to ask more questions, and she had hoped desperately that she would not have to tell them the truth until they were old enough to accept it without judging her. Now Sander had stirred up all the anxieties she had tried to put to one side. More than anything else she wanted to be a good mother, to give her boys the gift of a secure childhood filled with love; she wanted them to grow up knowing they were loved, confident and happy, without the burden of having to worry about adult relationships. For that reason she was determined never, ever to begin a relationship with anyone. A changing parade of 'uncles' and 'stepfathers' wasn't what she wanted for her boys.

But now Sander, with his demands and his ques tions, was forcing her to think about the future and her sons' reactions to the reality of their conception. The fact that they did not have a father who loved them.

Anger and panic swirled through her.

'Why are you doing this?' she demanded. 'The boys mean nothing to you. They are five years old, and you didn't even know that they existed until now.'

'That is true. But as for them meaning nothing to me—you are wrong. They are of my blood, and that alone means that I have a responsibility to ensure that they are brought up within their family.'

He wasn't going to tell her about that atavistic surge of emotion and connection he had felt the minute he had seen the twins' photograph. Sander still didn't really understand it himself. He only knew that it had brought him here, and that it would keep him here until she handed over to him his sons.

'It can't have been easy for you financially, bringing them up.'

Sander was offering her sympathy? Ruby was immediately suspicious. She longed to tell him that what hadn't been easy for her was discovering at seventeen that she was pregnant by a man who had slept with her and then left her, but somehow she managed to resist doing so.

Sander gestured round the hall.

'Even if your sister is able to keep up the mortgage payments on this house, have you thought about what would happen if either of your sisters wanted to marry and move out? At the moment you are financially dependent on their goodwill. As a caring mother, naturally you will want your sons to have the best possible education and a comfortable life. I can provide them with both, and provide you with the money to live your own life. It can't be much fun for you, tied to two small children all the time.'

She had been right to be suspicious, Ruby recognised, as the full meaning of Sander's offer hit her. Did he really expect her to sell her sons to him? Didn't he realise how obscene his offer was? Or did he simply not care?

His determination made her cautious in her response, her instincts warning her to be careful about any innocent admission she might make as to the financial hardship they were all currently going through, in case Sander tried to use that information against her at a later date. So, instead of reacting with the anger she felt, she said instead, 'The twins are only five. Now that they're at school I'm planning to continue my education. As for me having fun—the boys provide me with all the fun I want or need.'

'You'll forgive me if I say that I find that hard to believe, given the circumstances under which we met,' was Sander's smooth and cruel response.

'That was six years ago, and in circumstances that—' Ruby broke off. Why should she explain herself to him? The people closest to her—her sisters—knew and understood what had driven her to the reckless behaviour that had resulted in the twins' conception, and their love and support for her had never wavered. She owed Sander nothing after all—much less the revelation of her teenage vulnerabilities. 'That was then,' she corrected herself, adding firmly, 'This is now.'

The knowing look Sander was giving her made Ruby want to protest—You're wrong. I'm not what you think. That wasn't the real me that night. But common sense and pride made her hold back the words.

'I'm prepared to be very generous to you financially in return for you handing the twins over to me,' Sander continued. 'Very generous indeed. You're still young.'

Publication History

• 2010, May 21 - Ebook and Paperback Release (Part of Mills and Boon June Releases) (Mills & Boon Modern Romance #981) (UK Original Release)

Ebook: UK

Paperback: ISBN-10/13: 0263878031/978-0263878035

• 2010, June 04 - Hardcover Release (Library Edition) (Mills & Boon) - ISBN-10/13: 0263213536/978-0263213539
• 2010, July ?? - Ebook and Paperback Release (Harlequin Mills & Boon Romance - Sexy #73??) (AUS Original Release)

Ebook: eISBN: 978-1742780016

Paperback: ISBN-13: 978-1742550251

• 2010, September 01 - Ebook, Kindle, Paperback, and Paperback Large Print Release (Harlequin Presents #2939) (US Original Release)

Ebook: eISBN: 978-1426865749

Kindle: ASIN-10: B003ZK5LRY

Paperback: ISBN-10/13: 0373129394/978-0373129393

Paperback Large Print: ISBN-10/13: 0373237030/978-0373237036

• 2010, October 01 - Hardcover Large Print Release (Mills & Boon Modern Romance #981) - ISBN-10/13: 0263212440/978-0263212440
• 2010 - Paperback Release (Harlequin Paixão #205) (BR Original Release) - ISBN-13: 978-8576871262

BR Title: "Estranho Sedutor", Part of the Três Irmãs Series

Cover Variation (By Release Date)

Jun 2010 <br\> UK Edition	Jun 2010 <br\> HC UK Edition	Jul 2010 <br\> AUS Edition	Sept 2010 <br\> US Edition	Sept 2010 <br\> LP US Edition
Oct 2010 <br\> HC LP UK Edition	2010 <br\> Brazil Edition

Related Titles

Needed: Eligible Billionaires - US Series

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Needed: The World's Most Eligible Billionaires - UK & AUS Series

See Needed: The World's Most Eligible Billionaires series page.