The Greek's Convenient Wife

The Greek's Convenient Wife
MELANIE MILBURNE

Maddison's at Demetrius Papasakis's mercy, because of her brother's reckless behavior.But the last thing she expects is Demetrius's marriage demand, one she has to agree to. It takes every ounce of strength she has to get through their wedding—Maddison hates her new husband as much as he hates her.So when Demetrius makes it clear he has every intention of claiming all his temporary wife has to offer, why does Maddison find him so hard to resist?

Melanie Milburne

The Greek’s Convenient Wife

To Bruce and Nadine

You are such fun to be around, and have

brought immeasurable joy to our lives.

This one is for both of you, and when you

read it you’ll know exactly why!

CONTENTS

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

COMING NEXT MONTH

CHAPTER ONE

MADDISON stared at her younger brother in abject horror.

‘What do you mean you sank his yacht?’

A petulant scowl took up residence on Kyle Jones’s nineteen-year-old face.

‘He deserved it.’

‘Oh, my God.’ She put her head in her hands as she struggled to gain control of her sky-rocketing emotions.

‘I thought you’d be happy,’ Kyle said with a hint of pique. ‘After all, he’s the one who ruined Dad. I thought you’d be pleased I made a stand at long last.’

‘Kyle.’ She lifted her tortured gaze to his. ‘Do you have any idea of what you’ve done?’

He set his shoulders defiantly. ‘I don’t care. He had it coming to him.’

Maddison shut her eyes. ‘I can’t believe I’m hearing this.’

‘It’s all right,’ he reassured her. ‘He has no idea who did it.’

She opened her eyes to face him. ‘How can you possibly know that for sure? People like Demetrius Papasakis always know who their enemies are.’ She got to her feet in agitation and paced the room. ‘You do realise what this means, don’t you?’ She turned to face him once more, her expression pale with worry.

Her brother gave a dismissive shrug. ‘What are you so worried about? He’s never going to know it was me.’

‘Of course he’ll know it was you! You’ve already got a police record! It’s not going to take him long to put two and two together and come up with your name, and once he does you can be certain of one thing—he’ll make sure you end up in prison.’

‘I’m not going to prison,’ he said emphatically.

‘No, you’re not. At least not if I can help it.’ She gnawed her bottom lip as she hunted her brain for a solution.

‘I’m glad I did it, no matter what you think.’ An element of proud defiance had entered Kyle’s voice. ‘Anyway, it’s not as if he can’t afford another yacht; he’s positively loaded.’

‘That’s the whole trouble, don’t you see?’ Desperation was creeping into her tone but there was nothing she could do to stop it. ‘Unlike us, he can afford the very best legal advice. You won’t have a leg to stand on, especially after that last car you stole.’

‘I didn’t steal it,’ he protested. ‘I borrowed it.’

‘Don’t split hairs, Kyle. You know you stole it and you were incredibly lucky to get out on bail, which I might remind you at this point I have yet to pay back to the bank.’

‘I’ll pay you back when I get a job,’ he promised.

Maddison sighed with frustration. ‘And when is that going to be? You’ve already had three jobs, none of them lasting more than a week. I can’t keep covering up for you; at some point you’re going to have to take responsibility for your own life. You’re nineteen years old, more than old enough to drive and vote. It’s about time you stopped blaming everyone else for what’s gone wrong in your life and make something good happen instead.’

‘Demetrius Papasakis wrecked our lives,’ Kyle said bitterly. ‘How can you simply sit back and let him get away with it?’

‘There are better ways than sinking million dollar boats,’ she pointed out wryly. ‘We could have gone to him and stated our case, perhaps fought for compensation.’

‘Oh yeah, right.’ His voice was scathing. ‘He’d laugh in our face; he couldn’t give a fig for what happened to Dad when he lost his job. And besides, look at the way he treats the latest women in his life; that man doesn’t have a conscience.’

Maddison couldn’t agree more, but didn’t want to encourage her brother’s fiery temper. Hardly a day went past without one of the Sydney papers revealing the latest antics of the billionaire playboy, a six-foot-three Greek god of a man with too much money and not enough scruples.