Santiago: I only saw Beatrix once before she became my stepmother-still, I knew I wanted her. She wanted me too, although she would never admit it. Except, at my despicable father's funeral, there's no longer anything standing in the way of our raw need. Beatrix: What Santiago didn't understand is that I needed the safety and stability my marriage afforded me. It was easier to accept the Spaniard's hate than to acknowledge that the attraction between us is a force of nature. But now there's no going back-I'm pregnant with the billionaire's baby!