The Greek's Pregnant Bride

Food and calorie intake she could control and she did so rigidly, making sure everything she ingested was as nutritionally perfect for her baby as it could be.

It was the only thing she could control. Everything else seemed to be slipping through her fingers.

‘How was Hong Kong?’ she asked, walking over to her little office space in the corner which was a little too close to the dining table than she liked. Being in Milan made it harder for her to tune Christian out. The apartment she’d always thought of as wonderfully spacious seemed to shrink whenever he was there with her.

God knew she was trying to keep her distance from him, trying to be as unobtrusive as possible.

Thankfully her work load had increased. The days she wasn’t on shoots were spent developing the results, spent in meetings with directors whether in person or via conference calls; being busy.

Conversely, Christian’s workload had seemed to abate. He now made it home at a decent time most evenings.

Now it was Alessandra holing herself away, burying herself in work. Avoiding him as much as she could.

It was the only way she could keep herself sane.

She’d never imagined marriage would be so hard emotionally, a feeling exacerbated at Stefan’s wedding to the beautiful Clio a couple of weeks ago. It had been a wonderful occasion but watching them exchange their vows had brought everything back about her own wedding day and the hope she’d been foolish enough to allow through.

She’d never imagined she would feel so emotional towards him.

he said. ‘The contract

did Kerstin get on?’ Good. Her voice was

Hong Kong for a

working for him a couple of weeks before. Right at the exact time as Alessandra’s nutrition control had taken on a life of its

as soon as he’d decided on a course of action he implemented it immediately. He’d decided they should marry—a month

her desk, she fired

‘Are you working?’

don’t have to leave for half

‘I wanted to talk.’

‘About?’

proper house here in

She shrugged. ‘Go ahead.’

to a property

‘Naturally.’

can look at after we’ve seen the

upon her as she placed her memory stick

to get moving on this,’ he continued. ‘I’ve asked the agent