veins.
Oh, dear God.
âKarsouli needed a large injection of cash in order to remain solvent.â
âHow much?â The demand almost choked her.
âHalf a billion dollars.â
That much?
Selling off a twenty-five-per-cent share represented the injection of cash. The gift via Dimitriâs will, conditional on marriage, would have been a sufficiently attractive enticement.
Karsouli would survive and flourish beneath Loukas Andreouâs skilled leadership.
Of which she would become a joint partner and director. There was just one major snag⦠In order to achieve both, she had to agree to marry Loukas Andreou.
Two pluses versus one minus.
Alesha took a deep calming breathâ¦not that it had any effect. âIâll need to verify those facts.â
âOf course. I have certified copies of relevant documentation for you to peruse.â
Somehow she didnât expect any less of him. Even given the advantage of his fatherâs success, Loukas appeared very much an achiever determined to forge his own destiny, both professionally and personally.
She accepted the paperwork, took time to read and absorb the data, aware of a sinking heart with every page.
The slim hope there might be a mistake disappeared as she was forced to face the inevitable.
With care she placed the papers onto the table, then met his hooded gaze. âWhy did you sanction Dimitriâs terms?â
One eyebrow lifted. âThe truth? His request coincided with a promise I had made to my own father to marry and provide an heir.â
âHow noble,â Alesha accorded sweetly. âTo sacrifice yourself out of duty and family loyalty.â She sharpened a figurative barb. âWere none of the many women who attach themselves to you suitable wife material?â
His features assumed musing cynicism. âNo.â
âWhat if I choose to contest the marriage clause?â
His eyes speared her own, dark with dangerous intent, and belying the quiet purpose in his voice.
âShould you refuse, the purchase will fall through. Iâll sell the twenty-five-per-cent shares comprising Dimitriâs bequest, and you will be placed in an invidious financial position.â
Forced to take on a partner and possibly face a takeover bid. Thereby losing everything her father had achieved. All sheâd lived and breathed for as long as she could remember.
Anger, resentment, dammitâ grief , welled up inside. So many emotionsâ¦consuming, invasive, and in that moment uncontrolled.
She stood and turned towards the door. âGo to hell.â
CHAPTER TWO
âI SUGGEST you think before you walk out that door,â Loukas cautioned with dangerous quietness. âOr the hell youâd consign me to will be your own.â
His meaning was icily clear, and had a sobering effect.
Pride and anger held no place in Dimitriâs diabolical scheme.
Walk â¦and Alesha would lose the one thing she considered to be the most important entity in her life.
Could she trust Loukas? Dear heaven. If not him⦠who ?
At least he had a vested interest in Karsouli; he possessed the skill and expertise to assume dual directorship; add considerable financial resourcesâ¦
It was no contest.
Except she was damned if sheâd give in easily.
For the space of a few seconds she closed her eyes, then opened them again, took a deep calming breath and turned slowly to face him.
There was an inherent strength apparent, an entity that went deep beneath the surface. An indomitable sense of power that made him both an invaluable ally and feared adversary.
But as a husband? Lover?
An instant recall of what sheâd suffered at Sethâs hands sent apprehension feathering her spine.
Donât go there.
One manâs manic proclivities were not those of all men.
Unbidden, her teeth worried the inner fullness of her lower lip.
Yet how could she know for sure?
Seth had played the perfect part as