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A Shameful Consequence (The Secrets of Xanos) Kindle Edition
Nico Eliades is back on the idyllic Greek island of Xanos to uncover long-buried family secrets. But as focused as he is on his personal investigation, he can’t help but notice a beautiful bride in a crumpled wedding dress sitting on the steps of his hotel.
Constantine’s orchestrated marriage is over before the wedding night. A humiliated virgin bride, she longs to feel desired, and at Nico’s skilled hands she experiences white-hot passion. But their one night brings more than just shame on Constantine and her family. . . .
Constantine has no choice but to reveal her bombshell news to Nico—yet still her fingers tremble as she dials the number for Eliades Enterprises. . . .
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherHarlequin Presents
- Publication dateMarch 1, 2012
- File size1186 KB
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As the car swept into the drive of his parents' home, Nico Eliades questioned what he was even doing herebut a business deal in Athens had been closed earlier than expected, the hotel he had been intending to purchase was now his, and with a rare weekend free he had decided, given he was so close, to do his duty and fly to Lathira and visit his parents.
It did not feel like home.
Only duty led him up the steps.
Guilt even.
Because he did not like them. Did not like the way his parents used their wealth, and the way their egos required constant massage. His father had come from the mainland when Nico was one and had purchased two luxury boats that now cruised the Greek islands. No doubt, today, there would be another argument, another demand that he return to live here and invest some of his very considerable fortune in the family business. Another teary plea from his mother, to find a bride and give them grandchildrenthat he should thank them for all they had done. Thank them?
For what?
Nico blew out a breath because he did not want to go in there hostile, truly did not want another row, but always they threw in that line, always they told him he should be more gratefulfor the schooling, for the clothing, for the chances.
For doing what any parent would surely do, could they afford it, for their son.
'They are not here.' The maid looked worried, for his parents would be angry they had missed a rare visit from Nico. 'They are at the wedding, they don't return till tomorrow.'
'Ah, the wedding.' Nico had forgotten. He had told his parents he would not be attending and for once they had not argued. It was the wedding of Stavros, the son of Dimitri, his father's main business rival. Normally at events such as these, his father insisted Nico attend because he wanted to parade his more successful son.
Nico's ego did not need it.
But, surprisingly, his parents had not pressed him to attend on this occasion.
Now here he was, reluctant to leave without having at least seen themit had been weeks, no, months since he had been back, and if he saw them now then it could be several months more before he had to visit again.
'Where?' Nico asked the maid. 'Where is the wedding?'
Because Charlotte, his PA, had told him of the invitation, just not of the details.
'Xanos.' The maid said and screwed up her nose slightly as she did so, because even though Xanos had recently become the most exclusive retreat for the rich and famous, the locals were poor and the people of Lathira considered themselves superior. 'That is where the bride is from so they must marry there.'
'In the south?' Nico asked, because that would mean Stavros had done well for himself. But the maid gave a small smile as she answered.
'No, in the old townyour father and Dimitri have to rough it tonight.'
And now Nico did smile, for though his father was certainly wealthy, the south with its luxury resorts and exclusive access was way beyond his father's reach.
He would go, Nico decided.
He did not care that he had declined, details like that did not concern him. Staff moved mountains, tables appeared, presidential suites were conjured up wherever he landed Charlotte would sort it out.
Except she, too, was at a wedding today in London, he remembered.
' Sort out my clothes,' he told the maid, as his driver brought up his cases and Nico told him to arrange the transport.
'The transport is all taken.' The driver was nervous to inform him. 'The helicopters took all the family last night, they don't return till tomorrow.'
'No problem.' Dressed and ready, he ordered the driver to the ferry. He was used to different drivers:
Nico did not really have a base. What he was not used to was attending to small details for himself, but his PA was usually available night and day and she did deserve this one weekend off.
He did not care for the stares of his fellow passengers as he paid for his ticket.
Dressed in a dark suit, he sat amongst tourists who gaped at the beautiful man in dark glasses, who did not belong on the local ferry.
Public transport was not so bad, Nico decided, buying a strong coffee, intending to read the paper to pass the time, but there was a baby crying behind him and it would not stop.
He tried to concentrate on the paper, but the baby's screams grew louder; there was a discomfort that spread through him, a growing unease as the ferry dipped and rose, the fumes reaching his nostrils. Still the baby sobbed. He turned and saw the mother clutching it, and Nico's expression was so severe the mother quailed.
'Sorry,' she said, trying to hush her child.
He shook his head, tried to tell the woman that he was not angry, but his throat was suddenly dry. He stared at the water and the island of Xanos ahead of him, felt the wind on his face and heard the screams of the baby. Despite the warm afternoon sun, a chill spread through Nico, and he felt a sweat break out on his face and for a moment thought he might vomit.
He stood, his legs for the first time unsteady, and he moved to the rail of the ferry and made himself walk away from the passengers. He was too proud to appear weak even in front of strangers, but still the baby's screams reached him.
Perhaps he was seasick, Nico told himself, dragging in air that did not soothe because it tasted of salt. But he could not be, for he sailed regularly. Weekends were often spent on his yachtno, Nico knew this was something different.
Still the baby screamed and he looked towards Lathira, from where he had set off and then over to Xanos, where he was headed, and the foreboding did not leave him.
They docked and he walked briskly from the boatdecided he was not going to get used to public transport, that a helicopter would fly him back. Nico walked to a taxi and asked to be taken to the town church. He stared out of the window and did not respond to the driver's attempts at conversation, just stared out at streets that were somehow familiar. As they arrived at the church, he recognised it and could not fathom why, did not want to. Even climbing the steps, somehow he felt as if he were recalling a dream and Nico stood for a moment to steady himself before going in.
The bride was arriving and he watched as she stepped out of the car and a swarm of bridesmaids, like coloured butterflies, busily worked around her, brushing down her dress. The older one fiddled with the simple veil that would soon be lifted over the bride's face before entering the church. Nico realised, whether she was from the north or the south, Stavros had done incredibly well for himself for she was quite simply stunning. How wasted she would be on the groom.
Was it the dress? Nico mused as he watched her. It was simple and straight, yet it nipped in at the waist to show her voluptuous curves. Or perhaps it was the heavy, full breasts that were so absent on the rake-thin women he usually dated that were the allure. He was used to sculpted, exercised, false curvesyet this bride's body was lush. Her breasts moved as she lowered her head to thank her small flower girl, in a way the breasts he was used to holding never didthey were flesh, Nico knew, as was the curve of her bottom. There was a softness to her stomach that was natural. Her skin was creamy and pale for a local, and he could not take his eyes from her, felt the disquiet that had plagued him since he'd stepped onto the ferry subside as he quietly observed.
Her thick dark hair was worn up and how Nico would have liked to take it down. He could not make out the colour of her eyes from this distance but they glittered and smiled as she laughed at something that her bridesmaid saidand it was her energy that was stunning, the smile and the laughter and the way she took her father's arm. Then he saw her still as the priest walked towards her, saw her tense for a brief moment and straighten her shoulders, saw the swallow in her throat and the smile slip from her face as everyone moved to their positions. It was more than nerves, Nico thought as she closed her eyes for a long few seconds. It was as if she was bracing herself to go in, but then her lovely face disappeared from view as the bridesmaid arranged the veil.
It was normal to be nervous, Connie told herself as the priest walked towards her, but suddenly it was real. The preparation for this day had been all-consuming, her father determined that his only child would have a wedding fit for this prominent family. He would show the people of Xanos and his friends in Lathira that, despite rumours to the contrary, he was doing well. For weeks, or rather months, Connie had been swept along on a tide of dress fittings, menu selections, dance lessons with Stavros, but only now as she stood behind her veil with the priest telling her it was time did it seem real.
This was her life: this was happening whether she wanted it or not.
No one knew of her private tears when her father had told her of the husband that had been chosen for her. And later, when she had confided in her mother that Stavros's words were cruel at times, her mother had told her to be quiet. Even when, awkward and embarrassed, she'd told her mother that he did not seem interested in her, that he had not so much as tried to kiss her, her mother had told her they had chosen a gentleman for her. That sort of thing was for when she was safely his.
A bride, Connie told herself as she sucked in air, was supposed to be nervous on her wedding day.
And a bride was supposed to be nervous about her wedding night.
Was she the last virgin bride?
Product details
- ASIN : B006SFB5NM
- Publisher : Harlequin Presents; Original edition (March 1, 2012)
- Publication date : March 1, 2012
- Language : English
- File size : 1186 KB
- Text-to-Speech : Enabled
- Screen Reader : Supported
- Enhanced typesetting : Enabled
- X-Ray : Enabled
- Word Wise : Enabled
- Sticky notes : On Kindle Scribe
- Print length : 188 pages
- Best Sellers Rank: #913,205 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)
- #15,472 in Contemporary Women's Fiction
- #21,026 in Women's Romance Fiction
- #22,274 in Billionaire Romance
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About the author
Carol Marinelli was born in England to Scottish parents, then emigrated to Australia, where there are loads of Scottish and English people who did exactly the same thing, so she's very at home there.
There have always been stories dancing in Carol’s head and since the age of eighteen she dabbled with putting them down on paper, but it was a rather sporadic effort at first - slotted in between nursing and family - until finally she decided to take it more seriously...
The biggest thrill in Carol's writing life was typing, for the first time, The End. For so many years there had been chapters and outlines and endless stop-starts, but having a full story, from start to middle to end, gave her a rush she had never expected. It still does to this day.
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The heroin kept a life altering secret from the hero and the hero has his flaws regarding love, committment and relationships. What I liked most about the plot was the love Nico and Connie created for themselves and was held together by a connection that was destined to be. I liked this book so much I pre-ordered the 2nd installment. There are some sentence structure issues but not enough to take away from the story.
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Nico arrives on a visit, his parents are at a wedding, he decides to join them,
he looks at the bride and can't help but notice how unhappy she looks.
Going back to his hotel there is Connie on the steps near his room crying, she explains she was left on her own while her new husband was with his male lover, then she knew the marriage was a sham brought by their familys.
Nico takes her into his room because it would be dangerious for her to stay there.
They talk she asks Nico if he would give her a wedding night, she is a virgin, at 1st Nico
says he won't, Connie thinks its because she is not good enough, Nico does agree in the end
but tells Connie that that is all it will be one night.
When Connie relizes she is having Nico's baby she annules the marriage and goes to live in London, she did ring Nico's office but put the phone down.
Nico rings his mother up after not speaking to them for nearly a year, because he relizes he is adopted, which Connie found out about and she found it was fraud, Nico finds out that Connie had a baby and he wonders if it is his.
When he arrives in London and finds Connie she is working for a bedridden old man, the baby is a few weeks old, he is shocked to see Connie as she still has her baby weight on and is ill, he wants her to go back to Greece but he doesn't ask about the baby boy.
Connie gradualy gets her health back and the housekeeper is very kind to Connie and the baby, but she knows Nico is looking for his real parents he doesn't know about his brother yet, he wants to buy more land and is refused (its his brothers)
Nico and Connie are together again, she tells him about the adoption, at first he is so angry, he asks about the baby and Connie says off coarse he's his son because he wouldn't bond with the baby was afraid to until he knew.
Nico goes to Connies parents house wanting to know about the adoption her Father is frightened, but Nico just wants to know, and he asks Connie to leave with him, which she does she loves him so much, Nico also is not afraid to love Connie and his son no more, he is finally going to meet his brother, and that is the 2nd book to come.
From the first chapter you were aware that this was a completely different storyline from anything (I) had previously read. I wont tell you the plot as is will sooooooooo spoil the story other than to say I was gutted when I realised I had come to the end of the book!
The epilogue gives me an idea that Zander's story will come next (I DO hope so) and I CANNOT WAIT to read it).
I think this is a 'book' that I will read again and again over the years to come.
Well done Ms Marinelli it was a fab read!