Ruthless Milllionaire, Indecent Proposal. Emma Darcy
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shot back, leaning towards her and keeping his voice low enough for Theo not to hear his words. ‘We can do this the easy way or the hard way, Christina.’
‘Do what?’
‘Fighting over him is not in our son’s best interests.’
‘Then don’t fight. Let him be.’
‘You expect me to ignore his existence?’
‘Why not? You’ve ignored mine.’
‘A mistake. Which I will correct.’
‘Some mistakes can never be corrected.’
‘We shall see.’
The fight was on!
No avoiding it.
The rush of blood to her head as she’d tried to argue him out of it drained away, leaving her dizzy and devastated by his resolute counter to everything she’d said.
He straightened up and smiled at Theo who was tucking into a slice of watermelon. ‘Good?’ he asked.
Theo nodded, his mouth too full to speak but his eyes twinkling a smile back at Ari. Tina seethed over his charming manner to her son. He’d been so very charming to her once. It meant nothing! But it was impossible to explain that to a five-year-old boy.
Ari turned his attention back to her. ‘Cassandra told me you now manage a restaurant at Bondi Beach.’
‘Yes. It was my father’s. He trained me to take over when … when he could no longer do it himself.’ Another bad time in her life but she had coped. The restaurant was still thriving.
‘That surely means working long hours. It must be difficult, being a mother, too.’
She glared at him, fiercely resenting the suggestion she might be neglecting her son. ‘We live in an apartment above the restaurant. Theo attends a pre-school, which he loves, during the day. He can be with me or my mother at all other times. And the beach is his playground, which he also loves. As you remarked, he is a happy boy.’
And he doesn’t need you. For anything.
‘Mama and I build great sandcastles,’ Theo informed him.
‘There are lots of beaches on the Greek islands,’ Ari said.
‘Can anyone go on them?’ Theo asked.
‘There are public beaches which are for everyone.’
‘Do they have chairs in rows like we saw in Dubai?’
‘The private beaches do.’
‘I don’t like that.’
‘There’s one below where I live on Santorini that doesn’t have chairs. You could build great sand-castles there.’
‘Would you help me?’
Ari laughed, delighted he had won Theo over. ‘I don’t think we’ll have time for that,’ Tina said quickly.
‘Nonsense!’ Ari grinned triumphantly at her. ‘Cassandra told me you’re spending five days on Santorini, and Theo’s birthday is two days before the wedding. It would be my pleasure to give Theo a wonderful time—a trip on the cable-car, a ride on a donkey …’
‘A donkey!’ Theo cried excitedly.
‘… a boat-ride to the volcanic island …’
‘A boat-ride!’ Theo’s eyes were as big as saucers. ‘… and a trip to a beach where we can build the biggest sandcastle ever!’
‘Can we, Mama? Can we?’
His voice was so high-pitched with excitement, it drew her mother’s attention. ‘Can you what, Theo?’ she asked indulgently.
‘Ride a donkey and go on a boat, Yiayia. For my birthday!’
‘I said I would take him,’ Ari swiftly slid in. ‘Give him a birthday on Santorini he will always remember.’
‘How kind of you!’ Her mother beamed at him—the man gorgeous enough to be a movie star, giving his time to make her grandson’s stay on Santorini so pleasurable!
The trap was shut. No way out. With both her mother and Theo onside with Ari, Tina knew she would just have to grit her teeth and go along with him. Being a spoilsport would necessitate explanations she didn’t want to give. Not at this point. He might force her to make them in the very near future but she would keep it a private issue between them as long as she could.
Cass didn’t deserve to have her wedding overshadowed by a situation that should never have arisen. With that one crazy urge to slap Ari with the truth in Dubai … but the damage was done and somehow Tina had to contain it. At least until after the wedding.
With the whole family’s attention drawn to them, she forced herself to smile at Ari. ‘Yes, very kind.’
‘Cassandra mentioned you’ll be staying at the El Greco resort,’ he said, arrogantly confident of her agreement to the plan. ‘I’ll contact you there, make arrangements.’
‘Fine! Thank you.’
With that settled, conversation picked up around the table again and Theo plied Ari with questions about Santorini, which were answered with obvious good humour.
Tina didn’t have to say anything. She sat in brooding silence, hating Ari Zavros for his facile charm, hating herself for being such a stupid blabbermouth, gearing herself up to tolerate what had to be tolerated and savagely vowing that Ari would not get everything his own way.
Eventually Cass and George excused themselves from the party, saying they needed to catch up on some sleep. To Tina’s huge relief, Ari stood up to take his leave, as well. She rose from her chair as he offered his hand which she had to be civil enough to take in front of company.
He actually had the gall to enclose her hand with both of his with a show of enthusiastic pleasure. ‘Thank you for trusting me with Theo’s birthday, Christina.’
‘Oh, I’m sure I can trust you to give the best of yourself, Ari,’ she answered sweetly, before softly adding with a touch of acid mockery, ‘For a limited time.’
Which told him straight out how very little she trusted him.
He might have won Theo over—for a day—but he’d won nothing from her.
‘We shall see,’ he repeated with that same arrogant confidence.
General goodnights were exchanged and finally he was gone.
But he’d left his presence behind with her mother raving on about him and Theo equally delighted with the nice man.
No relief from the trap.
Tina had the wretched feeling there never would be.
MAXIMUS Zavros sat under the vine-covered pergola at one end of the vast patio which overlooked the Aegean Sea. It was where he habitually had breakfast and where he expected his son to join him whenever Ari was home. Today was no exception. However he was taking no pleasure in his surroundings and none in his son, which was obvious from the dark glower of disapproval he directed at Ari the moment he emerged from the house.
‘So, you come home without a woman to marry again!’ He folded the newspaper he’d been reading and smacked it down on the table in exasperation. ‘Your cousin, George, is two years younger than you. He does not have your engaging looks. He does not have your wealth. Yet he can win himself a wife who will grace the rest of his life.’ He threw out a gesture of frustration. ‘What is the problem with you?’
‘Maybe I missed a boat I should have taken,’ Ari tossed at his father as he pulled out a chair and sat down, facing him across the table.