Bound to the Greek Tycoon
urled tightly in her lap. The silence was suffocating, crackling with tension. She hadn't done anything wrong... yet she felt like a
horribly, disa
was gone. Vanish
as his wealth. The match had been orchestrated with great care, a merger of powerful families, and now Mira had walked away from it all in the middle of th
hands clenched tightly behind his back. Kristopher Doukas was not a man who took betrayal lightly. And now
pine. Alexander Marcellis
echoed in
barely breathing. Her f
en he
embered him from the engagement party briefly. He'd barely stayed, just long enough to make an appearance
o beautiful–they resembled dolls. Alexander's features were sharp, masculine his hazel eyes cold and unreadable, his mouth a firm, unsmiling line. But he had a pr
d. Alexander was captivating in a way no actor or model co
he had be
cross the room a
would
p, assessing, unreadable before shifting to her Dad.
was low and controlled, but the edge beneath it was u
dignity from the chaos. "Alexander. Thank
what's the issue?" Alexander's jaw tightened, his hands loosely at his sides, th
too briefly and cleared his throat. "The
move. His silence
eece. She left last night without warning. We
drop. Alexander's eyes narrowed, those
" he said
ristopher began, but A
hing. We don't have a problem. You have
it like a lash across the face. Valencia's heart stuttered as she sank
a foolish, impulsive decision. But I give you my word, Alexander I will
ing. His eyes flicked to Valencia, cool and
the altar " he said coldly. "
room, he turned and strode out,
ather exhaled and turned towards her, the contro
pacing again. "She's humiliated us.
Papa, I didn't know she
and looked at her w
e don't have to
What are you t
Marcellis came here expecting
rept into
ispered. "Yo
arry him,
k. "I can't. I'm no
keep it's end of the deal. We cannot afford to offend him
her chest. "He'll kno
," Her dad growled. "He wants a Dou
f the villa suddenly closing in. A
e'd belong to a ma
een promised
't take betr