Secrets of a Bollywood Marriage

Secrets of a Bollywood Marriage
Susanna Carr

After the glitter settles…Tina Sharma and Dev Arjun’s whirlwind romance made them Bollywood royalty, but beneath the glitz and glamour there’s trouble – Tina is about to demand a divorce!But Dev won’t give in without a fight, so he proposes a deal: play the dutiful wife for two months, then he’ll let her go. Tina is furious! He clearly regrets their shotgun wedding, so why stay together a day longer? But it isn’t the days she should be worried about…As Dev turns up the heat Tina might just find herself wishing for a lifetime of pleasure with her devilishly delicious husband!‘Exotic and exciting, the Bollywood setting is sensational!’ – Christine, Sales Assistant, MacclesfieldDiscover more at www.millsandboon.co.uk/susannacarr

Dev reached out and curled his finger under her chin. Tina’s skin tingled as he guided her to look directly at him. Dev was close—too close—as he leaned forward. His gaze dipped at her mouth and her lips stung with awareness.

“Whatever you’re planning,” he said softly, his gaze focused on her mouth, “don’t.”

She pursed her lips. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Remember the agreement,” he said as he dragged his thumb along the curve of her lip. “I want—I expect—a devoted wife.”

Tina frowned. Did he think she had the power to hurt him? That was laughable.

Dev’s harsh features darkened and he abruptly dropped his hand. “I have several meetings and I’m late. I will see you at home tonight. Be good.”

Maybe she was reading the signs incorrectly, Tina thought as she watched him walk away. She could have sworn she had seen longing in his eyes and felt a tremor in his hand. Dev didn’t want her as a wife, but he still desired her.

And after everything that had happened between them Tina was ashamed that she still yearned for his touch. She hoped he would never figure that out. If that happened she would be powerless against him.

SUSANNA CARR has been an avid romance-reader since she read her first Harlequin Mills & Boon® Modern at the age of ten. Although romance novels were not allowed in her home, she always managed to sneak one in from the local library or from her twin sister’s secret stash.

After attending college, and receiving a degree in English Literature, Susanna pursued a romance-writing career. She has written sexy contemporary romances for several publishers and her work has been honoured with awards for contemporary and sensual romance.

Susanna lives in the Pacific Northwest with her family. When she isn’t writing she enjoys reading romance and connecting with readers online. Visit her website at: www.susannacarr.com (http://www.susannacarr.com)

Secrets of a Bollywood Marriage

Susanna Carr

www.millsandboon.co.uk (http://www.millsandboon.co.uk)

To Sarah Stubbs,

with thanks for her editorial insights and support.

Contents

CHAPTER ONE (#u45c61e6e-f125-5d1f-ab5b-cd913cd84c53)

CHAPTER TWO (#u2b22986e-9dd3-55ed-b7dc-4a267af5c174)

CHAPTER THREE (#u9543d62f-7245-55f2-ae96-d44ab7abb097)

CHAPTER FOUR (#u78854781-4300-5e19-b320-50ba7df384fa)

CHAPTER FIVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SIX (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER SEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER EIGHT (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER NINE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER ELEVEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER TWELVE (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER THIRTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER FOURTEEN (#litres_trial_promo)

EPILOGUE (#litres_trial_promo)

EXTRACT (#litres_trial_promo)

CHAPTER ONE

TINA SHARMA STOOD at the front door of her home and closed her eyes. She inhaled deeply as she allowed the hot, fragrant breeze to waft along her skin and tug at her thin shirt. She had missed the heat of the night and the familiar scent of tropical flowers. She even longed for the chaotic noise and energy of Mumbai. Once she had thought they were out of her reach forever, but she was back and no one could keep her away.

Not even her husband.

The unexpected tears stung in the back of her eyes as a sob clawed her throat. No, she decided fiercely. She wasn’t going to do this. No more crying, especially over him. She had done enough of that to last a lifetime.

Her mouth trembled and her hands shook as the unpredictable emotions balled into a fiery knot in her stomach. Anger. Hate. Fear. She needed to keep it together if she was going to walk alone and unprotected into the lion’s den.

Tina’s eyelashes fluttered when she heard the door swing open. She had seen the luxury cars parked in the driveway and heard the loud, pulsating bhangra music as she had approached the house. Now she saw the men and women dancing to the primitive beat in the main hall. There was obviously a party going on.

Was it to celebrate her absence? Would the party end abruptly once she stepped inside? Perhaps that would be best, Tina decided as she pulled her gaze away from the guests. As much as she would prefer to have witnesses, she knew they would not be on her side.

“Memsahib!” the elderly manservant declared as he stood at the threshold.

Tina flinched. She wasn’t used to being greeted as a married woman. But then, she’d been a wife for less than a year. Using all of the acting skills she could muster, Tina carefully smiled and stepped inside before she was denied access. “Hello, Sandeep. You look well.” She was pleased that her tone was cool and friendly when she was a jumble of nerves inside.

The old man looked over his shoulder, as if he wanted to hide the signs that a lavish party was going on in her home. “Sahib didn’t tell me you were returning tonight.”

“He doesn’t know.” She removed the dark blue scarf from her head and let it fall around the collar of her shirt.

“Your hair!” Sandeep exclaimed, his eyes widening in horror. He winced at his unguarded words and abruptly bowed his head.

“Yes, I know,” Tina said with a sigh. She wasn’t offended. She had the same reaction every time she saw her reflection in the mirror. Tina self-consciously ruffled her fingers through the short tufts. Once she’d had ebony curls cascading down her back and had managed to get an endorsement deal for her crowning glory. Now her hair barely covered her ears. “It was a mistake.”

Sandeep cautiously glanced up, his gaze returning to her chopped-off tresses. “And...how was your vacation?”

Tina stilled. Vacation? Was that what Dev was calling it? Did he think she was under his spell and incapable of staying away? The hurt scored through her like a jagged knife, so swift and ferocious that she couldn’t move.