The Greek's Pregnant Bride

Chapter 1

CHAPTER ONE

CHRISTIAN MARKOS TIPPED the last of his champagne down his throat and immediately refilled his glass.

He’d known today was going to be hard, but hadn’t imagined quite how torturous it would be. Not even all the running around he’d done with Rocco that morning, in their seemingly desperate attempt to find the bride, had mitigated it.

Afterwards, he’d stood by the side of his closest friend on the happiest day of his life and all he’d been able to think was how deeply he’d betrayed him.

While Rocco had been exchanging his vows, Christian had been using all his willpower to stop his gaze flitting to Alessandra.

He was still fighting it.

pretty child who’d grown into a ravishingly beautiful woman. The one woman in the world who was

Or should have been.

hair pulled back in a tight chignon, she’d arrived by boat with the radiant bride, the spring sun beaming down on her

outshone

them. But walk in them she had, beautifully, her delectable bottom swaying with

gardens by Lake Como and into the Villa Mondelli ballroom. The wedding dinner was over, the evening celebration about to start. He’d made his best man’s speech and managed to raise some laughs from the other guests, especially Stefan and Zayed, who’d substituted the speech he’d written with a bluer version.

making eyes at him, a stunning woman with a body to die for. Just six weeks ago he would have been at her side like a shot. If not her, then one of the other

were the case, then he must have diabetes, because none of

one. The forbidden

so out of hand? He might flit from bed to bed but he

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