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Greek Billionaire's Blackmailed Bride (The Rosso Family Series, #1)

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Greek Billionaire's Blackmailed Bride

The Rosso Family Series, Volume 1

Leslie North

Published by Leslie North, 2015.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

GREEK BILLIONAIRE'S BLACKMAILED BRIDE

First edition. June 21, 2015.

Copyright © 2015 Leslie North.

Written by Leslie North.

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

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Greek Billionaire’s Blackmailed Bride

Dedications

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

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The Rosso Family Series

Book 1

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lurb

Greek banking heir Antonio Rosso is shocked when his late father leaves the beloved family villa to the one woman he thought he’d never see again: Claire Bennett. After a hot and heavy fling, things ended abruptly when she was accused of being a gold digger. But now, to hang on to the home that meant so much to his mother, Antonio will not only have to get back into the beautiful American’s good graces, he’ll have to convince her to marry him.

When a job brings her back to Greece, voiceover artist Claire Bennett should have guessed Antonio was behind it. With his entitled upbringing, she knows he’s learned to use his money to get his way. After the way she was treated though, she wants absolutely nothing to do with him. He may be even more sinfully handsome than she remembered, but if he thinks she’ll agree to a sham marriage, he has another thing coming.

Claire is determined to prove she can’t be bought or sold, and Antonio needs nothing more than a temporary arrangement. But when their spark reignites, can they ever get past the ugly history between them?

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Chapter One

I
t was almost too bad Petrakis hadn’t died instead.

Antonio Rosso listened to the man drone on...and on. He knew Petrakis had never approved of him, but the lawyer seemed to be taking pleasure in detailing every bequest in the will—every small donation, every tiny remembrance, every charity that would get part of his father’s vast estate. Or had this been his father’s idea? Matthias Rosso had been a despot in life—and in death he still wanted everyone to dance to the tune he set. Antonio shifted on his feet, and got a glare from his sister, Alexandra.

Both his sisters had straight, black hair—like his mother had. They also had the same dark eyes. An old familiar pain twisted inside Antonio—regret his mother had not loved, the ache of memory, the wish just to see her once more. But he did see her—he could see her any time he looked at his sisters. He wished that was comfort enough, but he would have to make do with no more arguments with his father.

Alexandra gave him one more glare that told him to behave. Even though Antonio was the eldest, Alexandra had become their mother after Livia Rosso had died. She sat next to Eva now, holding Eva’s hand, while Antonio stood, leaning on a bookcase filled with musty, leather-clad legal volumes. At least Antonio assumed they were legal books. His mouth twitched at the thought of opening one and finding a Playboy centerfold.

Petrakis raised an eyebrow and cleared his throat. Antonio tried to pay more attention. Did Petrakis think he was telling them anything new? Matthias had already told them most of this time and time again, usually with the stipulation that if they did not behave they would get nothing.

Antonio listened to the list of residences scattered around Europe and even in North America—his father’s hobby, he thought, collecting places as well as people, and money that could have been better spent.

Finally Petrakis got to the family.

“To my daughters Alexandra and Eva, I leave each a trust fund of fifty-million US dollars to be administered by their older brother Antonio until each of my daughters reaches the age of twenty-five. If either of my daughters should marry before the age of twenty-five, I leave it up to my son to release the trust or to continue to manage it.” Antonio straightened, anger tightening his jaw and stomach. Petrakis glanced at him. “Your father included that condition because he didn’t want his daughters to be targets for men who would marry for money only. It is your decision as to whether any man is to be entrusted with such a large sum of money.”

Antonio snorted. “As if they aren’t smart enough to know that. My father thought we lived in the eighteen hundreds, when women couldn’t be trusted with anything. He glanced at his sisters. Alexandra sat still, her dark eyes flat, but color burned in her cheeks. Eva kept her head down. Antonio would have to talk to them later. They could break this trust—or he would simply put them in charge of their own money.

Petrakis shook his head and began to read again. “To my son, Antonio, I leave this world with a heavy heart for the wrongs I have done. There was a time when Antonio found it easy to trust others. But that changed, and I blame myself for that. To make up for this, I leave the rest of my estate to my son, with the exception of the Villa Livia on Kato Antikeri, which goes to Claire Bennett.”

Antonio straightened. His sisters did as well and Eva asked, “Claire who?” She looked at Antonio, but he did not remove his stare from Petrakis. The lawyer put down the will and folded his hands on top of it.

Crossing his arms, Antonio asked, “Tell me what it’s going to take to break this will. I am not allowing my mother’s house—the place where she is buried, the villa named after her, to go to...to an American.”

“You know this Claire?” Alexandra asked.

Antonio ignored her question as well.

Petrakis lifted an eyebrow. “There is one more condition.” He cleared his throat and read, “Everything will be held in trust for my son until he is married. At that time he may do as he pleases, and if he marries by his twenty-fifth birthday, the rest of my inheritance, including the Villa Livia, will go to him.”

Alexandra gave a gasp. “That’s next month! That’s crazy!”

Petrakis put a hand on the document. “Your father was of sound mind. The bequests are all reasonable, if a touch...unusual.”

Antonio gave a snort. “Anything can be broken—overturned. How do we end this farce?”

“If you contest the will, you will forfeit your inheritance—and that of your sisters. Weren’t you listening earlier? That clause is in the first paragraph.”

Jaw clenched tight, Antonio shook his head. But it was Eva who spoke up. “Our mother loved the Villa Livia. How could father leave this to a stranger?”

“Oh, Claire Bennett is not a stranger,” Antonio said. He could still see her face—that perfect face framed by honey-blonde hair, and the sparkling, wicked green eyes. He remembered a tall, skinny girl, with long legs and a too-American pushy attitude. He’d almost fallen for her—but he’d been smart enough to know that a penniless American girl on a scholarship to study art was the type to flirt with, but never to marry. His father was right about one thing—the old man had taught him to be wary.

But it was also just like his father to try and manipulate him this way. His father had always been one to play games with the lives of others. But this was too much, even for the mighty Matthias Rosso.

He knew what his father wanted—but he wasn’t going to play that game. He would find a way out of this. And he would find a way that kept his sisters’ inheritance intact.

Antonio glanced at his sisters. He owed them something of an explanation, so he said, the words clipped, “Claire Bennett is the one person in the world I had hoped to never meet again. Ever.”

Chapter Two

“H
ey, Brenna! Just wanted to let you know I arrived in one piece.” Claire Bennett scanned the luggage area for her bags. She’d been flying for the better part of a day, and Brenna had texted that a driver should be waiting to meet her after she collected her luggage.

“How is it being back in Greece?” Brenna asked. She sounded worried, but then Brenna worried about most things, including Claire’s career these days. Sometimes Claire wondered if Brenna wanted to be back to friend status instead of friend and agent—but Brenna had always loved a challenge. Claire not so much.

She covered up a yawn and wished they had chairs in baggage claim. “It’s strange. I mean, Greece is a beautiful place.” She glanced outside at the blue sky that was only partially hidden the city’s pollution. “But I’d forgotten how the time difference messes with me. It’s only ten here local time, but I feel like it should be more like ten at night with me tucked in bed somewhere.”

She found her bag on the carousel and grabbed it. “Is the film maker sending my driver?”

Brenna’s warm grin came over the phone in her voice. “No. I had the studio make the arrangements. Documentary filmmakers are apparently too busy being artists to deal with reality.”

Claire slipped on a pair of sunglasses and stepped outside. “Well, that’s good. I could do the narration in post, but it was Nick Stavos who insisted I had to see the major historical sites of Greece in order to talk about them.”

“Never mind you’ve already seen most of them. This is already opening doors for you. I’ve got your tape out to a couple of other studios. Now that you’re in Greece for two months everyone wants a meeting.

Claire pulled in a breath. Athens still smelled like Athens—meaning the air warm and humid and mostly scented car exhaust, but with a hint of something exotic. It would be better on the islands where the sea breezes and the dusty olive groves would remind her more of her last visit to the Mediterranean.

And she was not going to think about anything other than art and antiquities this time.

She spotted the driver, a guy in shirt sleeves and holding a sigh with her name printed in block letters. “Just found the driver. Thanks again. I’ll call you later.”

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