The Greek's Pregnant Bride

Chapter 22

‘What’s the alternative? For you to stay here in Milan to face the press on your own? You wanted my support and I am trying to give it to you.’

‘Why do I need to leave? Why can’t you stay here?’

‘I need to be in Athens. I have important business commitments coming up this week.’

‘Are you saying your commitments are more important than mine?’

‘No.’ Swearing, he gripped hold of his mug. ‘Yes.’

Looking at her, he could see she was fighting the urge to punch him in the face just as her brother had done.

Such passion.

On the surface, Alessandra Mondelli was the epitome of cool sophistication. Scratch beneath it and the passionate, sultry woman emerged like a vibrant butterfly emerging from a chrysalis.

to have

passion was his. All

arms again. He knew it and she knew it too; he could see it in the way the pupils of her eyes dilated when their gazes met,

She still wanted him.

them sharing a bed again made his loins

be his

would have to wait. He’d given his word not to make

the future we will arrange our schedules to accommodate both our obligations,

of Greece’s major banks—one that had weathered the worst of the financial crisis—had been plunged into serious financial trouble and had called on Christian for help and advice. So many of his compatriots were struggling; it was like a constant pain in his chest. He’d been there once: impoverished. Desperate.

‘That’s just...’

another alternative,’ he said, knowing perfectly well it was an alternative she would dismiss out of hand. ‘You can stay at Villa Mondelli. The press won’t be able to touch you there, not with all the security measures that have

I would rather stay in

alone to deal with the press you hate so much, stay with the brother you’ve just

‘Then I stay.’

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