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‘You do realise that Niko is the heir not just to Petra Innovation but Demetriou Tech?’ Alekos met her gaze, his eyes like burning embers, singeing her.

Shocked realisation sliced through her. ‘You would recognise him as your heir...?’

‘I don’t have another.’

‘But you might marry,’ Iolanthe protested. ‘You might have other children—’

‘I will marry,’ Alekos affirmed. ‘And I will have other children. But Niko is my firstborn son and he will be my heir.’

The coolly stated fact that he would marry put both Iolanthe’s head and heart in a spin—which was ridiculous, of course. Alekos was thirty-six years old. Of course he would marry at some point—and probably soon. Maybe he even had a woman already, waiting in the wings, ready and eager to become Kyria Demetriou. It had nothing to do with her.

‘You sound very sure,’ she said after a moment. ‘You haven’t even met Niko.’

‘I know he’s my son.’

Iolanthe tried to gather her scattered thoughts. ‘But what about this potential bride of yours? She might want the children you have together to—’

‘My potential bride—’ Alekos cut across her, his voice like a blade ‘—will want Niko as my heir.’

Iolanthe stared at him, flummoxed. ‘How—?’

‘Because,’ he continued implacably, ‘my prospective bride—my only bride—is you.’