This was a timely reminder that theirs was not a real marriage. The romance of their wedding day— what Christian had done to get her brother there, the wondrousness of their love-making—all must have combined to set off some new hormones within her that made her look at Christian in a fuzzy light.

Dio, she must have been cast under a spell.

She blinked rapidly to clear the fuzzy light, wishing she could clear the churning in her belly with the same ease.

‘Okay, I’ll stay in Athens with you, but remember I’ve a shoot scheduled for next Thursday so we need to be back in Milan for that.’

He bowed his head. ‘I’m sure that won’t be a problem.’

‘Good.’ She didn’t add that should a ‘problem’ occur she would fly to Milan and do her work regardless. ‘I’m going to order some breakfast. Do you want anything?’

‘Just a pot of coffee, thank you.’

Christian watched her pick up the suite phone and place their order then turned his attention back to the screen in front of him.

His eyes wouldn’t focus.

incredible night they’d shared he’d been expecting much greater resistance from Alessandra about the postponed

of despondency in her eyes he would believe her understanding and calmness at the situation was

hurt

their marriage on

could separate love and sex. He no longer believed Alessandra to

vows and

he, the gutter rat

it was that it broke hearts and destroyed people. It had destroyed his mother and Alessandra’s

he tried. All he knew was how to make money. A woman like Alessandra

enough. He needed to put emotional distance between

he allowed their sexual relationship to develop, her feelings

idea how long it would take for boredom to set in, when the thrill of making love to the one

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