The Greek's Pregnant Bride

They were home.

In silence they entered the villa. The live-in staff had long since retired to their own quarters for the night.

Tiny nightlights glowed from the reception through to the living area and up the stairs, bathing Alessandra in a dim light that magnified her sultry beauty.

The ache in his groin, far from diminishing as he’d valiantly willed it to do in the car, increased, his arousal spreading from his loins...

That damn bare arm...

She paused at the bottom of the staircase to look at him. ‘Thank you for a nice evening–’

‘You have enjoyed yourself?’ he cut in, delaying the time she would climb the stairs and head to her room.

‘I wouldn’t go that far,’ she answered with a wry smile. ‘It was hardly a night of music and dancing but it was a lot less stuffy than I expected.’

good. I don’t want you feeling

away. ‘Well,

his feet from crossing the marble floor to her. ‘Good

to her bedroom. Only when she reached her door did she

inside her room, closing the door firmly

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

kept around her neck. ‘You can change into the next set now,’ she said to the model standing in front of the white board, wearing nothing but a pair of skimpy knickers and

With a waist that seemed to be thickening by the day, spending days with semi-clad underwear models was not doing

to see Christian’s name flash up. She read his

landed. How long are you going

fired off a quick

couple of hours. Meet you at

month ago, her hands had gone clammy just to see his name flash up in the screen. She’d stared at it until it had gone to voicemail, wiped her hands and written a quick message back, apologising that she’d missed his call. He’d messaged straight back. The next few times she’d done

into another lacy number with the help of an assistant, uncaring