Hanleigh loves books more than nearly anything in the world; whether its reading them or writing them, Hanleigh just can't get enough. She relishes in the way authors can create worlds with the words they put in their books. She loves the way your imagination introduces you to a new world when you read a book. It may well be a world completely foreign to the one you live in. That world is brought to life; inspiring you to dream, captivating your imagination and enticing your senses.
Hanleigh first took to reading as a small child reading Dr Zeus. She then fell in love with romance literature when she first read Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen; when she first swooned over Mr Darcy. She's read more books than she can count and owns more books than some libraries.

One city. Nine million people.
An heiress hell bent on breaking her parents' rules…
A CEO struggling to maintain control... 
Two co-workers with a history they can’t delete…
An artist running from her past…
The man who wants nothing more than to protect her…
A manwh*re doctor looking for a second chance with the only woman he’s ever loved…
A detective and her jerk of a boss, hunting down a serial killer…
And the hunky man who might just be one lucky girl’s Christmas Miracle…

Hanleigh's London

My daughter never wanted to know about my time in Paris. Unlike her brothers, they were quick to accept the reality of our family. Not Clara though. She didn't want to know. She didn't want to know who her mother was.


My baby girl is pacing the room in front of me. She's angry, furious even. The story was released by the press forty-eight hours ago and now she has no choice but to accept our family's past.


I'm not sure how much I should tell her, I don't know how much she wants to know, if anything at all.


My eldest son Gabriel is watching her closely from where he is hovering in the doorway. I'm surprised Clara has even let us into her apartment. The look on her face makes it pretty clear that she really wants us gone.


"Will you let me tell you about..." I begin.


Clara surprises me when she turns on the spot so that she's now facing me. Her eyes give away her anger.


Chapter 234: It Was 1983