Claimed by the Millionaire: The Wealthy Frenchman's Proposition. Michelle Celmer

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      “Yes. Do you know him?”

      “Only what I’ve read about Christos and the Theakis heir in the papers.” The Greek shipping tycoon had recently come to America and been photographed with a lovely woman and a young boy. The tabloids had speculated that the child was his secret son.

      “What did the scandal rags say?”

      “Not too much,” she said, taken aback by the vehemence in his tone. She should change the subject. “What exactly does this proposition entail?”

      He pushed to his feet and walked around his desk. He leaned back against the polished walnut surface, crossing his legs at the ankle.

      “I want you to be my date for the week during the wedding activities. They need a few women to round out the bridal party. The bride has one close friend she has asked, and she and Christos would like the groomsmen to invite the other attendants.”

      She stared at him for a minute, unsure she’d heard him right. She shook her head and opened her mouth, but no words came out. Then she closed her eyes. “Okay, did you say date?”

      “That is correct.”

      Her eyes popped open. “Are you crazy?”

      “Maybe. But I am serious about this.”

      “Serious about taking me to Greece for a week.” She crossed her arms over her chest and settled back into the chair.

      “Actually, ten days. And I already told Christos that you will be there.”

      “Shouldn’t you have asked me before you started announcing that?” she asked, not even trying to keep the surprise from her voice.

      He lifted one eyebrow at her. “I apologize. There wasn’t time to discuss it with you. Christos just called to ask me and wanted a name to include in the wedding program. As my assistant, you were the first suitable woman to come to mind.”

      “Mr. Sabina—”

      “Call me Tristan.”

      She stared at him. “Are you asking me because one of your lovers might get to thinking that marriage to you might be in the cards?”

      He shrugged.

      “Don’t you care for any of them?”

      “I care for all of them, but that isn’t the point. I’ve had my once-in-a-lifetime love. Marriage is something I won’t share with anyone else.”

      She’d heard through Lucille that he’d deeply loved his first wife, and that she’d died, but knew few other details. “Why not?”

      “That’s irrelevant. The only fact that concerns you is that I’d like you to accompany me to Greece for this wedding. It is a proposition, Sheri,” he said in that low-toned voice of his. It was the first time he’d said her first name. He always addressed her as Ms. Donnelly.

      “Like a business deal?” she asked.

      “Yes, exactly. You do this for me and then I do something for you in return.”

      “What kind of favor?” she asked.

      “Any. Your choice.”

      He seemed to have given this some thought. “I don’t know. I’m not really that good at social stuff.”

      “I’ll show you. That will be part of my favor to you.”

      “I’m still not sure… I can’t make a decision like this so quickly.”

      “There is not much time. I’m leaving at 8:00 a.m. tomorrow on my jet.

      “Sheri, I need you,” he said, walking over to her and putting his hands on the arms of the chair. He leaned in close, and she shut her eyes as she breathed in the delicious scent of his aftershave.

      He needed her. Oh, man, there was no way she was going to say no. Ten days of just her and Tristan… She couldn’t resist the opportunity to get him to see her as more than just his assistant.

Two

      The marriage of his best friend was a good reason to celebrate but, since Cecile’s death, weddings had become painful for Tristan. Still…on this day, with the sun shining brightly in the Greek sky and the champagne flowing freely, he wasn’t focused on the past.

      In fact, as the reception progressed, he was becoming more and more obsessed with Sheri. He’d invited his assistant because he knew that bringing a real date to a wedding always made the woman start looking at him like he had the potential to be a husband.

      He wasn’t going down the aisle again.

      Yet…there was something about Sheri that he found comforting. She was fun to work with, she was pleasing to look at it. Not a world-class beauty, but so unassuming about her looks that it was refreshing to be around her.

      But today she looked exquisite. The pale bridesmaid’s dress made her skin glow and the subtle makeup that someone had applied to her face gave her an understated beauty that he couldn’t keep his eyes from. Seeing her move lithely through the stately, beautiful Theakis home and grounds where the wedding was being held had put her into a new light.

      “You’re staring at your secretary,” Gui said as he came up behind Tristan.

      “Am I?”

      Gui arched one eyebrow at Tristan but said nothing more. Count Guillermo de Cuaron y Bautista de la Cruz was one of his two best friends, Christos Theakis, the groom, being the other member of their triad. They’d met at boarding school in Switzerland when they’d all been ten, three young hell-raisers who had nothing in common except being second sons, boys who’d grown up with no pressure or expectations.

      In their twenties, they’d started a business called Seconds, a string of nightclubs in posh hot spots all over the world. The exclusive clubs were the place to see and be seen the world over, and every night the bouncers turned away more celebrities, wannabes and hangers on than they let in.

      He heard the husky sound of Sheri’s laughter and Lucille’s familiar snort and smiled to himself. Lucille, who knew Christos well from working with Tristan for so long, had also flown up for the wedding, and the two women had hit it off in person. He wasn’t really surprised, because Sheri was one of those women that everyone got along with, and she and Lucille had already been friendly via the phone.

      He didn’t examine too closely why he’d asked Sheri, and not Lucille, to be his companion for the wedding.

      “You’re staring again…are you falling for her?”

      “Falling for who?”

      “Your secretary.”

      “You know how I am. She’s pretty and available.”

      “And that’s enough for tonight,” Gui said.

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