Pregnant With the Billionaire's Baby

By: Carole Mortimer

“The child you’re carrying is the Sinclair heir.” His face was an expressionless mask as he turned back to face her.

“What if it’s a girl?” she replied challengingly.

“I already told you I’m the only grandchild—so, girl or boy, as soon as it’s born this child will automatically become the Sinclair heir,” he bit out tersely. “I’m sure you aren’t unaware of what that means.”

Luccy had a sinking feeling she really wasn’t going to like the rest of this conversation! Not that it had exactly been enjoyable so far, but the way this was going she just knew it was going to get worse….

She frowned. “All it means to me is that my child’s father is named Jacob Sinclair the Third.”

“Our child will be the Sinclair heir!”

“So you’ve said. Repeatedly.” Luccy grimaced. “But that will only apply until you have other, legitimate children.”

“What makes you so sure that I don’t intend for this child to be legitimate?” Sin cut in forcefully, those gray eyes once again glittering arctically.

Dear Reader,

It’s really wonderful to be part of Harlequin’s sixtieth birthday celebrations! As it happens, I’ve also just celebrated my thirtieth anniversary of writing for Harlequin. It’s been a wonderful thirty years: full of love, excitement, fun, adventure—exactly what reading and writing Harlequin Presents® is all about.

I am sure you will join me in wishing Harlequin at least another sixty years of publishing the stories you want to read!

All about the author…

Carole Mortimer

CAROLE MORTIMER is one of Harlequin’s most popular and prolific authors. Since her first novel, published in 1979, this British writer has shown no signs of slowing her pace. In fact, she has now published more than 135 novels!

Her strong, traditional romances, with their distinct style, brilliantly developed characters and romantic plot twists, have earned her an enthusiastic audience worldwide.

Carole was born in a village in England that she claims was so small that “if you blinked as you drove through it you could miss seeing it completely!” She adds that her parents still live in the house where she first came into the world, and her two brothers live very close by.

Carole’s early ambition to become a nurse came to an abrupt end after only one year of training, due to a weakness in her back suffered in the aftermath of a fall. Instead she went on to work in the computer department of a well-known stationery company.

During her time there, Carole made her first attempt at writing a novel for Harlequin. “The manuscript was far too short and the plotline not up to standard, so I naturally received a rejection slip,” she says. “Not taking rejection well, I went off in a sulk for two years before deciding to have another go.” Her second manuscript was accepted, beginning a long and fruitful career. She says she has “enjoyed every moment of it!”

Carole lives “in a most beautiful part of Britain” with her husband and children.

“I really do enjoy my writing, and have every intention of continuing to do so for another twenty years!”


‘THIS is really not a good idea, Paul!’

Luccy glared up at him as he pinned her against the wall in the hallway outside the hotel restaurant where she had earlier wined and dined him and another senior executive from Wow magazine.

Time was when Luccy would have been the one taken out to dinner, but there were too many excellent fashion photographers out there nowadays, all of them hungry for work. With only one prestigious contract with PAN Cosmetics, a subsidiary company of the mega-big Sinclair Industries, to recommend her—a contract that she couldn’t be sure would be renewed in three months’ time when a photographer like Roy Bailey had decided he also wanted it—Luccy badly needed this assignment with Wow if she didn’t want to be reduced to taking photographs of babies and weddings.

But she certainly didn’t need the assignment with Wow—with anyone!—badly enough to go to bed with one of its senior executives to get it.

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