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open the envelope. Upon seeing the divorce papers he felt his head spin.  
    Who brought these to the villa? When –  
    Before he could finish the thought, he was bounding up the stairs, knocking on Carla’s door. There was no response, so he called out to her.
    “Carla, open this door.”  
    Still there was no response but Atreus thought he heard the quiet sniffles of someone crying. He knocked again.  
    “Carla, open the door! ”  
    Reluctantly, the door inched open. Carla emerged, her face streaked with tears. Atreus brandished the papers in his hand.
    “Did Serene bring these here? Was Serene here ?”  
    He was breathless, horrified at what his estranged wife might have done or said to Carla and his son. Carla nodded, dissolving again into tears. Atreus placed one of his hands on her shoulder and tried to calm her.  
    “Carla, it’s all right. I am so sorry she frightened you. I would never have let that happen if I’d have known she’d show up here.”  
    Through her tears, Carla could only manage a few words, but what she said shocked Atreus to his core.
    “I want to go back to England,” Carla cried.  
    Atreus felt as though someone had punched him in the stomach.
    “Go back to England? Why? Aren’t you happy here?”  
    Still, Carla only cried.
    “What about Dios! Dios adores you!”
    Carla released a shuddering cry.
    “Mr. Kostas, will you please, please just leave my room. I need to be alone for a while. I need – I need to think!”  
    She pushed Atreus out of the room.  
    As the door closed behind him, Atreus felt a horrible sinking feeling. He was coming to a realization.
    We can’t lose her, he thought. I can’t lose her.

    *****

    Later that evening, Carla made her way downstairs, her luggage in hand. She had washed her face with cool water to reduce the swelling from crying, and pulled her hair back from her face. Being clean helped her think straight, and she had not come to an easy decision.  
    Atreus was in his office when Carla knocked gently on the doorframe. She spoke before he had the chance to look up, knowing that she might just get lost in his deep, feeling eyes, and change her mind.
    “I am leaving Greece, Mr. Kostas, and would be grateful if you could take my airfare from this month’s earnings. I appreciate your hospitality. I will miss Dios very much.”
    “No,” he said. “Please.”  
    “I . . . I will miss you very much.” Carla’s voice was quiet and weak.
    When Atreus did not answer, she turned away.  
    After a heavy silence, Carla heard Atreus rise from his leather office chair. Before she knew what was happening, he was standing behind her. Carla felt as though her heart might beat through her chest. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he slowly turned her around to face him. Brushing her tears away with his thumbs, he lowered his head and covered her lips in a deep kiss.  
    As much as she knew she should back away, Carla’s hands automatically found their way around his neck, pulling him to her and opening her lips, as his tongue outlined the contours of her mouth.  
    “Carla. Carla, Carla, aγαπητέ μου, don’t go,” he murmured, pulling away from her lips and nuzzling against her ear.
    “I can’t stay,” Carla whispered, her voice and heart breaking as she pulled away from their embrace.
    Every fiber of her body wanted to be close to him, but she couldn’t bear the emotional turmoil.  
    How could we ever be together , she thought, when the child we both love so much isn’t mine? When his wife, that child’s mother, is cursing my name?
    It was all too much. But Carla didn’t have another moment to think on the possibilities. Instead, she simply watched in shock as Atreus fell to one knee.

    The End (of Book 1)
    Continue on to read Book 2…

THE GREEK TYCOON
    Book 2:   Mending A Broken Heart

    By Kay Brody

Chapter 1
    Stunned by the sight of Atreus on his knees, Carla gasped, uncertain of what was to come.  
    “Carla, I