Heart Surgeon, Prince...Husband!

By: Kate Hardy

A convenient proposal...

An inconvenient attraction!

Prince Luciano Bianchi is a top heart surgeon—but as a future king, he’s expected to rule, not operate! To convince his family saving lives is where his heart lies, he proposes a temporary convenient marriage to his new colleague, workaholic cardiologist Kelly Phillips. Of course, there’s no risk of either of them falling in love—until their whirlwind “romance” starts to feel tantalizingly real!

“So this is it,” Luc whispered.

“We’re married,” Kelly whispered back.

“You may kiss the bride,” the officiant said.

Luc did so, intending it to be light and easy, but somehow he couldn’t quite pull away from her. He was aware of everything about her: the sweetness of her scent, the warmth of her skin, the feel of her mouth against his.

When he finally broke the kiss, he felt thoroughly flustered. And she looked as if she felt exactly the same way.

Dear Reader,

When a prince wants to be a heart surgeon rather than a king, and a cardiologist wants everyone to stop matchmaking, the solution to both their problems is a marriage of convenience.

But love has a way of turning up when you’re not looking for it. And when Luc and Kelly try to make everyone believe they’re having a whirlwind relationship when they’re really just good friends, they find that life might just have a surprise in store for them...

I hope you enjoy Luc and Kelly’s story. They had a surprise in store for me, too, because they decided to elope to New York. But I had a lot of fun researching it...

With love,

Kate Hardy


‘LUCIANO BIANCHI, the new heart surgeon, is starting today,’ Sanjay, the head of the cardiac unit, told Kelly. ‘Can I ask you to look after him for me this morning—take him round the department, show him where the canteen is and introduce him to everyone? I’d do it myself, but I’ve got meetings with suits.’ He rolled his eyes. ‘All day.’

‘Oh, the joy of budgets,’ Kelly said, sympathising with her boss. ‘Of course I’ll show him around.’

‘Wonderful. Thank you.’ Sanjay patted her arm.

Rumours had already flown around the hospital. Luciano Bianchi wasn’t just a cardiothoracic surgeon; he was a prince. His father was the King of Bordimiglia, a small Mediterranean country on the border between Italy and France. Apparently he’d trained in London and worked for some years at the Royal Hampstead Free Hospital; now one of the surgeons here was retiring, Luc was moving to Muswell Hill Memorial Hospital.

Everyone had looked him up on the Internet, of course; it was hard to reconcile the idea of an upper-class playboy who didn’t take life too seriously with a man who’d spent years training to be a heart surgeon. So who was Luciano Bianchi—and would he be part of the team or would he be a royal pain in the backside?

From the photographs, he was definitely nice-looking enough to make all the women in the department sigh and speculate why he hadn’t been snapped up years ago. Tall, with dark hair and dark eyes, Luciano looked more like a model for a high-end fragrance ad than a surgeon. But he didn’t seem to date that much—or, at least, there weren’t loads of paparazzi pictures of him with a princess or the daughter of some wealthy industrialist on his arm, on their way to some high society party or movie premiere. It looked as if he put his job before his position in society, which boded well for life at the hospital.

Kelly wasn’t one for gossip, but one rumour that had caught her attention involved his work. He was allegedly going to set up a trial for a new surgical procedure to help patients suffering from hypertrophic cardiomyopathy—a condition where the muscular wall of the heart thickened and made the heart stiff, making it harder to pump blood around the body.

It was too late for a trial to help Simon; but it wasn’t too late to help his younger brother Jake or Jake’s daughter Summer.

Kelly would never forgive herself for the fact that she hadn’t picked up on her late husband’s heart condition. How could a trained cardiologist have missed something that massive? Since then, she knew she’d become a workaholic—but she was determined that nobody’s symptoms would go unrecognised on her watch. She didn’t want other families to have to go through what her family had been through. And getting Jake and Summer onto the trial might help to blunt the edges of her guilt. If she explained the situation to Luciano Bianchi, then maybe she could persuade him to at least consider Jake and Summer as candidates for his trial.

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