The Greek's Pregnant Bride

The empathy shining from her eyes had been too much.

He’d never introduced his mother to any of his friends or lovers before. His mother had her own special compartment in his life. He’d long ago accepted that she wouldn’t change, that no matter how he succeeded in life it would never be enough for her. Even the news of being a grandmother had failed to elicit a smile. She would never love him.

Far from repelling Alessandra, his mother’s behaviour had elicited her sympathy, her empathy: towards him.

He didn’t want her pity.

She was getting too close; he could feel it.

Any closer and she’d be able to see the gutter rat who lived in the blackness of his heart.

* * *

Christian’s driver dropped Alessandra back at the hotel before taking Christian to his offices.

A dozen more guests had arrived while they’d been at his mother’s house. It amazed her that so many super-wealthy and famous people were able to drop their commitments for what was essentially a free holiday, but surprisingly their presence worked in her favour, distracting her thoughts from their visit to Christian’s mother.

her eyes she saw the laser glare of Elena Markos’s eyes and she wondered

himself out, turned it around and made something of himself only added to what had been a slowly growing admiration towards him.

was suffering a large dose of guilt for forcing the issue, she was glad they’d

whom she actually knew, lazing by the pool, playing cards, drinking non-alcoholic cocktails. It was fun,

kick back and relax when they went

and had a long soak in the sunken bath, already looking forward to the evening meal which Christian had said he’d be back

tunic dress, she realised that there hadn’t been a single minute when she hadn’t thought of him. The thought was like a jolt,

equilibrium when there

his suite but with the tie removed and the top three buttons of his shirt undone, exposing

heart pump and her pulses

know I’m going to New York,’ he

‘Okay. When’s that?’

leaving for the airport in

making her heart sink to her knees. ‘Are you kidding with me? You’re