The Bartolini Legacy
A secret, an inheritance, a journey to happy-ever-after!
After their parents’ sudden deaths, the Bartolini siblings Bianca, Gia and Enzo return home to Tuscany and discover one of them is illegitimate!
As they’re reeling from the bombshell, the will is read. The luxury family estate will be left to the sibling who can generate the greatest income.
A summer to remember…
While they wait for the DNA test results, each sibling embarks on their own vision for the vineyard’s future. They have six months that will take them on a journey of self-discovery and finding love along the way…
Read Bianca’s story in The Prince and the Wedding Planner
Discover Gia’s story in The CEO, the Puppy and Me
And Read Enzo’s Story In The Dramatic Conclusion…
The Italian’s Unexpected Heir
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Her baby surprise proves…
…that one night will never be enough!
Reeling from the secrets that have torn his heritage apart, Enzo Bartolini is set on selling his family’s Tuscan vineyard and trying to forget the impulsive, dazzling night he and best friend Sylvie shared in Paris. While the sale moves forward, the thrilling awareness between him and Sylvie is harder to move past…especially when she upends Enzo’s world by revealing she’s carrying his baby!
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EXCERPT / Prologue – Part 4
Over the past several months, Sylvie DeLuca had become a good friend. She had the brightest smile—like the one she was flashing him now. And she was a good listener—though he usually didn’t have much to say. However, tonight, beneath the Parisian moonlight, he noticed her incredible beauty. How exactly had he missed it all this time?
“This is it!” Sylvie tugged on his arm. “We can take the photo here. It’ll look amazing.”
He stopped and glanced around. The Eiffel Tower was all lit up against the dark sky. So clichéd. And yet so utterly stunning.
“Stand right there.” Sylvie pulled her phone from her sparkly black purse. “Turn to me.”
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