Stolen For His Desert Throne

USA TODAY bestselling author HEIDI RICE lives in London, England. She is married with two teenage sons—which gives her rather too much of an insight into the male psyche—and also works as a film journalist. She adores her job, which involves getting swept up in a world of high emotions; sensual excitement; funny, feisty women; sexy, tortured men; and glamorous locations where laundry doesn’t exist. Once she turns off her computer, she often does chores—usually involving laundry! Books by Heidi Rice Banished Prince to Desert Boss Revealing Her Best Kept Secret Billion-Dollar Christmas Confessions Unwrapping His New York Innocent Hot Summer Nights with a Billionaire One Wild Night with Her Enemy Passionately Ever After... A Baby to Tame the Wolfe Secrets of Billionaire Siblings The Billionaire’s Proposition in Paris The CEO’s Impossible Heir Discover more at millsandboon.co.uk. Stolen for His Desert Throne Heidi Rice www.millsandboon.co.uk ISBN: 978-0-008-92873-5 STOLEN FOR HIS DESERT THRONE © 2023 by Heidi Rice Published in Great Britain 2023by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF All rights reserved including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form. This edition is published by arrangement with Harlequin Books S.A. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, locations and incidents are purely fictional and bear no relationship to any real life individuals, living or dead, or to any actual places, business establishments, locations, events or incidents. Any resemblance is entirely coincidental. 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Trademarks marked with ® are registered with the United Kingdom Patent Office and/or the Office for Harmonisation in the Internal Market and in other countries. www.millsandboon.co.uk Note to Readers This ebook contains the following accessibility features which, if supported by your device, can be accessed via your ereader/accessibility settings: Change of font size and line height Change of background and font colours Change of font Change justification Text to speech “Wh-what are you doing here?” Kaliah managed, still hoping he wasn’t really here at all, and this was all some kind of lurid erotic nightmare. “Saving you from a sandstorm and ensuring you become my wife—not necessarily in that order,” he replied. Okay, so either she’d lost the plot, or Kamal had. “You have ten minutes to get dressed and pack what you need while I prepare the horses for our journey,” he continued, as if he were the lord of all he surveyed and she his subordinate. Her rebellious spirit finally kicked in. “I’m not going anywhere with you,” she declared, still shivering, still aching, the dread starting to engulf her. “This is not a negotiation,” he said, his tone tight with strained patience. “If you will not keep yourself and your horse safe, I will do it for you. You now have nine minutes.” Fine, she’d get dressed—because being virtually naked while she confronted him was not a good plan—and then she would tell him where he could stick his rescue and his ludicrous notions of marriage. Again. Meet the Khan family in this series of romances about a ruling desert dynasty, from USA TODAY bestselling author Heidi Rice. Don’t miss any of these sexy, contemporary and dramatic romances, set against beautiful, evocative desert settings! Read Zane and Catherine’s story in Carrying the Sheikh’s Baby Read Raif and Kasia’s story in Claimed for the Desert Prince’s Heir Read Karim and Orla’s story in Innocent’s Desert Wedding Contract Read Dane and Jamilla’s story in Banished Prince to Desert Boss And meet Kamal and Kaliah in this storyStolen for His Desert Throne All available now! To all my wonderful readers, with a special shout-out to Carmen, who first put the idea of doing a “second generation” story with Kaliah as the heroine into my head. Contents Cover About the Author Booklist Title Page Copyright Note to Readers Introduction The Khan Family Series Dedication CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN CHAPTER ELEVEN CHAPTER TWELVE CHAPTER THIRTEEN EPILOGUE Extract About the Publisher CHAPTER ONE CROWN PRINCE KAMAL ZOKAN, the soon-to-be-crowned King of the Zokari tribal lands, stood in the paddock at Narabia’s famed annual horse-racing pageant and scowled as he recalled the meeting the day before with Uttram Aziz, the head of his tribal elders. The minarets of his neighbour Sheikh Zane Ali Nawari Khan’s lavish Golden Palace glittered like jewels in the morning sunshine behind the high stone walls surrounding the stable yards and race arena as flags of every nation fluttered in the breeze and a string of thoroughbred Arabian horses gathered at the starting line. But Kamal could appreciate none of it. Damn Uttram Aziz. Damn his attempts to defy me at every turn. And, most of all, damn his latest attempt to stop me from claiming my throne. Adrenaline pumped through Kamal’s system as the anger and resentment which had been burning under his breastbone since yesterday’s meeting refused to release its stranglehold on his throat. ‘It is the law, Kamal. You would know this already if you had