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The Greek billionaire enemy's daughter Chapter One
‘NO ONE will lend you money, Sophia. They are all too afraid of your father.’‘Not all.’ Sophia sat down on the bed and stroked her mother’s hair—hair tended regularly by hairdressers in order to keep up the appearance of a perfect life. ‘Stop worrying. I’m going to get you away from here.’Her mother lay still. She said ‘from here’ but they both knew that what she really meant was ‘from him’.‘I should be the one saying that to you. I should have left years ago. When I first met your father he was so charming. Every woman in the room wanted him and he only had eyes for me. Have you any idea how that feels?’Sophia opened her mouth to say How could I, when I’ve been trapped on this island for most of my life? but realised that would only hurt her mother more. ‘I can imagine it must have been very exciting. He was rich and powerful.’ She wouldn’t make that mistake. She would never let love blind her to the true nature of the man underneath.‘It’s stupid to talk of leaving when we both kn
The Greek billionaire enemy's daughter chapter two
GREAT. Of all the questions to ask, he had to ask that one.Not market share or growth forecasts—seduction.Sophia maintained the smile she’d been practising—her business smile—while her brain raced around in crazy circles getting nowhere.What did she know about seduction? Nothing. Nor was it a skill she was ever likely to need unless her life changed radically. What she did know was that without his help she’d never get her mother away from the island. It was up to her to prove she had a viable business. ‘What do I know about seduction? Not a lot. But you know what they say—you don’t have to travel the world to teach geography.’She didn’t add that she had her imagination and that was already working overtime.She’d often wondered if her teenage brain had exaggerated his appeal or whether her own misery that night, together with his kindness, had somehow mingled together to create a god from a man. But he was as gorgeous as she remembered—power, strength and raw virility merged toget
The Greek billionaire enemy's daughter chapter three
‘HOW did he arrange for these dresses to be delivered so fast? And how did he guess my size? On second thoughts, don’t answer that.’ Confronted with a rail of the most beautiful dresses she’d ever seen, Sophia felt as if she’d stepped onto a Hollywood movie set. Part of her felt anxious about her decision to stay, but another part felt wildly excited. She listened to the excited part and ignored the anxiety. That, she reasoned, came from too many years of not being allowed to make her own decisions. It was natural that it felt strange.Evelyn pulled an elegant clutch bag from tissue paper. ‘When Damian picks up the phone, people respond at supersonic speed. The benefits of being a man of power.’‘Except that you were the one who did the phoning.’‘True.’ Evelyn smiled. ‘Power by proxy. Why don’t you start by choosing a dress?’‘Is Damian joining us?’‘He sends his apologies. He has one more important meeting he has to take before you leave.’‘I don’t mind. I’d be too self-conscious to
The Greek billionaire enemy's daughter chapter four
Damian moved slowly among his guests, stirring up expectation.‘So who is she, Damian?’ A Hollywood actress who had been flirting with him for months didn’t hide her annoyance at his hints that he’d brought a special guest. ‘Not Sandra, I assume?’‘Not Sandra.’‘Why so mysterious? And why is she still in the bedroom and not out here, or is that a question one shouldn’t ask?’‘Worn out from too much sex,’ someone murmured. Damian simply smiled and accepted a glass of champagne from one of his hovering staff.‘She leads a very quiet, very private life and this is all very new to her.’ He’d discovered early in life that it was best to sail as close to the truth as possible and he stuck to that now as he carefully conjured suspense and interest among his guests.Cory Berger, a model who had been flirting with him for several months, strolled up to him. ‘You’re a wicked man. Who is this reclusive woman that you’re about to produce like a rabbit from a magician’s hat?’He left his guests simm
The Greek billionaire enemy's daughter chapter five
Damian lay with his hands hooked behind his head, watching as dawn sent beams of light across the bedroom. He could see a tiny bird dipping itself in the pool, playing innocently, blissfully unaware of the possibility of danger.It reminded him of Sophia.Next to him, she stirred. With a moan, she flung her arm over her eyes. ‘Turn the light off. Ugh—how can you be so thoughtless? It’s giving me a headache.’He turned his head to look at her, remembering how frank and open she’d been. He was starting to understand why her father was so overprotective. She was a sitting duck for any unscrupulous individual that happened to come along.And now she was lying in his bed.His bed. In his house, where no woman had stayed the night before. The house he’d built from nothing after Alexander Leonidas had ripped everything from his family.Now he lay in silk sheets, but he never forgot how it had felt to lie on the cold, hard ground with the smell of rotting food in his nostrils. He never forgot
The Greek billionaire enemy's daughter chapter six
Damian, are you even listening to me?’Damian turned his gaze from the window of his Athens office to his lawyer, Nico. ‘Pardon?’‘Have you heard a word I’ve been saying? I’ve been telling you that Baxter has agreed to all our terms. We’ve been working on this deal for over a year. We should celebrate.’Damian didn’t feel like celebrating. He listened to his friend offer profuse congratulations, his mind preoccupied with Sophia.What the hell had possessed him to sleep with someone as inexperienced as her?Her overreaction to the news of the photographs had made him realise how young she was. She’d said she wanted independence, but then freaked out at the thought of her father finding out.Clearly surprised by the lack of response, Nico paused. ‘Don’t you want to hear the details?’‘No. I pay you an exorbitant amount to handle details for me.’Was it the sex that had made her panic? Remembering the bruises made him shift in his seat but nothing relieved the guilt. He’d never bruised a
The Greek billionaire enemy's daughter chapter seven
NUMB with shock, Sophia sat in the stateroom of Damian’s luxury yacht, watching over her mother.She knew she had to move but she ached from head to foot after her fall onto the hard floor. Every time she tried to boost her spirits panic descended, squashing her flat. She had nothing. No money, no home, no job, no means to support herself. And the craziest thing of all was that none of that depressed her as much as the knowledge that Damian had set her up. That nothing about that night had been real.It was humiliating to admit that she’d been so naïve it hadn’t even occurred to her to be suspicious when he’d invited her to attend the party. She’d seen him as heroic instead of as he really was—a ruthless businessman who would stop at nothing to get what he wanted.He was no better than her father.She was going to have to try and find someone else to give her a business loan but she already knew her father would block every avenue.In the midst of her lowest moment ever, the door to t
The Greek billionaire enemy's daughter chapter eight
Three weeks later Sophia was balancing plates in a small taverna tucked away in the labyrinth of backstreets near the famous Acropolis when she heard a commotion behind her.‘Hey, Anna, take a look at him,’ breathed Mariana, the waitress who had persuaded the owner to give Sophia a job when she’d appeared out of nowhere only hours after she’d slipped away from the luxurious confines of Damian’s yacht. ‘That man is smoking hot. He should come fitted with air-conditioning.’Terrified of losing concentration and dropping the plates, Sophia focused on her task until the meals were safely delivered to the table. ‘Two moussaka, one sofrito and one kleftiko.She was so nervous of doing something wrong and losing her job she didn’t even look to see who was attracting everyone’s attention and anyway, she’d had enough of ‘smoking hot’ men. ‘Can I fetch you anything else?’‘Just that indecently sexy Greek man who has just taken the table behind you, honey,’ the woman murmured, her eyes fixed in th
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