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      “Less than a week ago, I knew who I was,” Noah said.

      “I knew what I wanted to be and do with my life,” he continued. “I trusted the people I thought were family and the people I was working for. Now I don’t know who to trust or who I am.”

      His words alone froze what Rachel had been going to say on her tongue.

      “Apparently, some of them knew before the DNA test that I might be the long-lost heir or they wouldn’t have asked me to take that darned DNA test. Why didn’t they speak up then? Why all the secrecy?” Noah turned his head to the side to face her and held out his hand. “You’re not part of the Adair family. Tell me.” He paused before continuing. “Who can I trust besides you? Right at this moment, I think you are the only person I know who hasn’t lied to me.”

      Wave after wave of guilt washed over her as she took Noah’s hand and squeezed it. “Noah, I…” She swallowed hard to clear her throat of the knot forming there so that she could say the words she knew she should.

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      We hope you enjoyed The Adair Affairs—The notorious and powerful political family is back with even more secrets.

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      Dear Reader,

      When I was asked to participate in The Adair Affairs continuity, I was thrilled to revisit some of the characters I met in The Adair Legacy books. As a reader and a writer, I love to see the characters I’ve grown to know and love show up in other books. It means I don’t have to say goodbye to them quite yet.

      What better place to set a book than near San Diego, California? I visited San Diego once and fell in love with the beautiful city nestled against the coast. Looking out over the water dotted with sailboats made me feel peaceful and happy. The weather in Southern California is perfect, never too hot or too cold, and you can grow just about anything.

      I hope to return to San Diego someday. Maybe I’ll charter one of those sailboats to take me out on the ocean. If I do, I’ll be sure to write the experience into one of my books so that you can come along with me.

      In the meantime, happy reading!

      Elle James

      Heir to

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      Elle James

       www.millsandboon.co.uk

      New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author ELLE JAMES is a former IT professional and retired army and air force reservist. She writes romantic suspense, mysteries and paranormal romances that keep her readers on the edge of their seats to the very end of every book. When she’s not at her computer, she’s traveling to exotic and wonderful places, snow-skiing, boating or riding her four-wheeler, dreaming up new stories. Learn more about Elle James at ellejames.com.

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      Contents

       Cover

       Back Cover Text

       Introduction

      Dear Reader

       Title Page

       About the Author

       Dedication

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 16

       Chapter 17

       Chapter 18

       Extract

       Copyright

       Chapter 1

      “Jackson?” A soft feminine voice called out through the doorway of the sixteen-stall stable at Adair Acres. The structure sat in the middle of one hundred and eighty acres of the most beautiful land Southern California had to offer. With sprawling citrus orchards, vineyards and pastures of alfalfa and the best horseflesh money could buy, it was an oasis of grace and beauty tucked in the gently rolling hills.

      “Jackson?”

      Noah Scott didn’t respond to the voice, refusing to acknowledge the name he’d been born with. He threw a blanket over the black stallion’s back and returned to the tack room for a saddle.

      “There

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