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Harlequin Presents welcomes you to the world of The Chatsfield, synonymous with style, spectacle...and scandal!

Read on for an exclusive extract from Lucy Monroe’s stunning story SHEIKH’S SCANDAL

The first in an exciting new 8-book series: THE CHATSFIELD.

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THE GUEST ELEVATORS at The Chatsfield Hotel London were spacious by any definition, but the confined area felt small to Aaliyah Amari.

‘You’re not very western in your outlook,’ she said, trying to ignore the unfamiliar desires and emotions roiling through her.

‘I am the heart of Zeena Sahra, should my people and their ways not be the center of mine?’

She didn’t like how much his answer touched her. To cover her reaction she waved her hand between the two of them and said, ‘This isn’t the way of Zeena Sahra.’

‘You are so sure?’ he asked.

‘Yes.’

He laughed, the honest sound of genuine amusement more compelling than even the uninterrupted regard of the extremely handsome man.

‘You are not like other women.’

‘You’re the emir.’

‘You are saying other women are awed by me.’

She gave him a wry look and said dryly, ‘You’re not conceited at all, are you?’

‘Is it conceit to recognize the truth?’

She shook her head. Even arrogant, she found this man irresistible and had the terrible suspicion he knew it, too.

Unsure how she got there, she felt the wall of the elevator at her back. Sayed’s body was so close his outer robes brushed her. Her breath came out on a shocked gasp.

He brushed her lower lip with his fingertip. ‘Your mouth is luscious.’

‘This is a bad idea.’

‘Is it?’ he asked, his head dipping towards hers.

‘Yes. I’m not part of the amenities.’

‘I know.’ His tone rang with sincerity.

‘I don’t do elevator romps,’ she clarified, just in case he didn’t get it.

Something flared in his dark gaze and Sayed stepped back, shaking his head. ‘I apologize, Miss Amari. I do not know what came over me.’

‘I’m sure you’re used to women falling all over you,’ she offered by way of an explanation.

He frowned. ‘Is that meant to be a sop to my ego or a slam against it?’

‘Neither?’

He shook his head again, as if trying to clear it.

She wondered if it worked.

She would be grateful for a technique that brought back her own usual way of thinking, unobscured by this unwelcome and unfamiliar desire.

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