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CHAPTER ONE

JAMES leaned back in his chair, rubbed over his face with both hands and then ruffled theh his hair

The flight fro and he’d co on site He’d already caught up on most of the essentials and now he desperately wanted another coffee and soht muffin He’d read the paper and relax for ten

Thankfully he heard sounds of movement in the office outside his door Good His secretary must have arrived A little later than usual but he didn’t mind; she was the best there was—usually

He picked up the papers he’d been ski as he walked to the door

‘Bridge, did you break all your fingers and thu I can hardly read it’

He looked up fro over and stopped on the threshold, staring at the stranger rising from behind the desk

She was tall, she was dark, she was stunning, she was…

‘Not Bridget,’ he said stupidly

‘No’ Her voice was quiet but firuilt to it

And in that one beat he lost all power of thought—couldn’t process a thing Could only look at thein his brainIt seeain When it finally did, he walked closer The colour in her cheeks seeher with every step he took nearer

‘I’m—’

‘Princess Elissa’ He rerey cells back on He’d told her brother he’d give her a job He’d forgotten that in the hype of the conference She must have been here in Sydney at least a month already?