‘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.

he was the only man to have experienced that passion made

was

it too; he could see it in the way the pupils of her eyes dilated when their gazes met, the way her breath hitched when they brushed against each

She still wanted him.

of them sharing a bed again made his loins

be

love would have to wait. He’d given his word not to make a move on her until after their wedding and he intended to keep

obligations,

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

‘That’s just...’

out of hand. ‘You can stay at Villa Mondelli. The press won’t be

my brother? I would

with the brother you’ve just disowned or come to Athens with me where the

‘Then I stay.’

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