Bought: The Greek's Bride by Lucy MonroeMy rating: 3 of 5 stars
3 ⭐⭐⭐ - OK decent reads.
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The truth was, though they had been dating for three months, he had never pushed for the ultimate intimacy and he’d ignored her subtle hints in that direction.
Sandor knew instinctively that if he mentioned the business deal with her father, it would make Eleanor balk.
“Why not? It is the truth. But only part of the truth. Papa caught us together and he beat my love until he could not get up.” Tears filled Hera’s eyes. “I tried to stop him, but Papa slapped me hard and Jimmy told me to leave.
“So, he didn’t leave you voluntarily?” “No. He had no way of knowing I had become pregnant. He was only a teenager himself. A young boy on holiday with his friends. He tried to see me once after that.”
“There are women who are open to sex without commitment.”
“I have had sex partners. Even when the same woman met that need for more than a few nights, the relationship would never be something I would describe as lovers. Or even a relationship really. We scratched a mutual itch.”
“You are so far from prim, my little Boston princess.”
“You belong to me, Ellie.”
“You don’t love me. That is going to cause me pain. I have to decide if it’s going to be worse than the pain of letting you go.”
“I know you believe that, but it’s not true. You can’t give me the most important thing of all.” “What is so important?” “Your love.”
“There’s never been anyone like that for me. No one to love me. No other family after my grandparents died. No long-term friendships to fall back on. Life without love is so lonely, Sandor. I don’t want that kind of loneliness in my marriage.”
She was going to marry Sandor. The alternative…life without him and life without the mother’s love she would be gifted with in Hera, was an untenable choice.
“Sandor, it’s Hawk.”
“Your father wants an heir for his business. You refuse to be that heir, so he went looking. He found me.” More shards of ice pierced her heart and somehow she knew this wasn’t done. “What?” “He offered an impossible to resist dowry. Half of his company upon marriage to you and a will stating the other half would go to our children upon his death.”
“Patently. You love her and I am nothing more than a pawn my father and you have played between you. I could hate you, Sandor. I really think I could hate you.”
The sender, a person named Hawk, no last name given, was not in the office. She left her name and both cell and home numbers with the answering service, requesting he call her immediately. She told the service it was an emergency.
Apparently she and her sister both had lousy taste in men because this guy had dated a half dozen women in the last year that he’d been photographed with. Who knew how many others he’d been with? There was no follow-up article to the one with his mystery woman.
“If you hadn’t screwed up, Sandor never would have told me about the business deal he and my father intended to use me as the contract guarantee for. I might have married him. That’s the first thing. And because you took those pictures, I now know I have a sister and even where to start looking for her. If you weren’t in New York and I hadn’t come to the conclusion that all men were a waste of good DNA, I might be tempted to kiss you.”
Hawk called the next morning with the news that he’d found Ellie’s sister. She went by the name Amber Taylor and she was staying on Miguel Menendez’s yacht with him. They’d just come into port after spending more than a week at sea.
“I’m glad my sister escaped having a childhood like mine. I’m glad you were there to love her.”
“I will be your anchor and you will be my sea, surrounding me, washing over me, keeping me always with you.”
“You found your father.” “More precisely, Hawk did.” “He wasn’t married.” “Never had been. Apparently when a man in our family loves, it is for a lifetime.”
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