‘So we are in agreement?’

‘Yes. We are in agreement. I will marry you.’

It was Christian’s turn to exhale. Who would have thought he would feel relief to hear a woman agree to marriage?

‘It would be best to marry as soon as we can—before you start showing.’

‘I don’t want to arrange anything until I’ve spoken to Rocco.’

The mention of her brother’s name hit him like a blow: the metaphorical elephant in the room spoken aloud.

‘We will speak to him together.’

‘It will be best if I speak to him alone. He’s my brother.’

He’s not going to

prefer it if he gave us his blessing but if he refuses...’ She sighed, a troubled expression crossing

that familiar clenching

never

He didn’t blame him.

his way, he would take. It would be no less than he

and Zayed during his first week at Columbia. He’d never left Athens before that, never mind Greece. New York had been a whole new world. He’d felt out of his depth on every level, especially when comparing himself to his new friends’ wealth and good breeding. He’d

own wealth rivalled the best in the world, he still struggled to understand what they’d seen

Markos, born a gutter rat without a penny to his name. She was Alessandra Mondelli, born into one of Italy’s

perfect world she would marry someone

from disparate backgrounds but on marriage they had common ground: relationships were not for either of them. In that one respect they were perfect for each other.

he would never need

would

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