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Why can’t he look like Toby? Overweight and pug-faced! That would be so, so much better! So much safer

Soof her blood that caht of Nikos Tramontes

Deliberately, she silenced her fear Dis it There was no need for such anxieties None! That quickening of her blood was irrelevant—co to do hat Nikos Tra her

The fore of convenience, for outward show only—a dispassionate, temporary union to provide him with an assured entrée into her world and her with thethat had anything to do with that quickening of her pulse

It was because she owned Greymont and came

with the social position and connections he wanted to acquire that he was interested in her Nothing race his arm, be an ornament for him—that was understandable But that would be in public In private their relationship would be cordial, but fundamentally, she reassured herself, it would be little ot a society wife—she got Greymont restored Mutually beneficial

We would be associates That’s a good word for it

With a little start she realised she was giving his extraordinary proposition serious consideration

Her ain

Could she really do this? Accept his offer—use it to save Greymont?

It was all she could think about as the days went by Days spent in visits from the architect, and from the specialist companies that would undertake the careful restoration and conservation work on Greymont that would have to be carried out in accordance to the strict building regulations for historic listed buildings, adding to the complexity—and the cost

With every passing day she could feel the te itself like a serpent around her Tightening its grip with every coil

Nikos settled hiood His decision to select Diana St Clair as the ht have been made impulsively, but he’d always trusted his instincts They’d never failed hi his rise to riches to be as meteoric as it had been steep

A faint frown furrowed his brow as he accepted a glass of chane from the attentive stewardess