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.

the only man to have experienced that passion made his

was his.

soon, he would sate himself in her 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

She still wanted him.

them sharing a bed again made his loins tighten and the dread of their forthcoming

be

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

the future we will arrange our schedules to accommodate both our obligations, but in this instance I’m afraid my

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. He gave his assistance

‘That’s just...’

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 been put

I would

press you hate so much, stay with the brother you’ve just disowned or come to

‘Then I stay.’

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