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thought of his hurt out of her head and heart.
    Following him into the enclosed space of the lift felt like walking into a steel cage with a hissing, poisonous snake. Yet, she did it. Because he’d been hurt and because she could not pluck another plan from her head at the moment.
    The boys shuffled in behind them and the doors closed.
    A dead silence filled the small space. Tam propped herself on the cold wall and shut her eyes. Bed. After sleep, she’d be back in fighting form and would have a strategy. A strategy to defeat this man and his determination to take the twins.
    “Within the next hour, a doctor will be here to test the boys.” The deep voice with its distinctive masculine edge and slight, sexy accent, cut through her thoughts.
    No. No .
    A shot of fear ran along her spine, causing her to stiffen in immediate rejection. She wasn’t ready for a DNA test. She wasn’t ready to confront what she already knew to be true. Couldn’t this man give her a minute to catch her breath and figure out what her next step was?
    He turned his head to gaze at her, his black eyes filled with determination.
    No. No .
    He couldn’t. He wouldn’t.
    “I hate doctors.” Aarōn was lying. He’d long ago become entranced with everything biological and had set his sights on going into the medical field.
    “Whaddya mean, test? I hate tests.” Another lie. This one from Isaák. A boy who thrived at school and couldn’t decide if he enjoyed mathematics or geography more.
    But she didn’t care to enlighten this man about anything regarding the boys. Let him see how impossible it was going to be to take them over. Maybe he’d get discouraged after a few days of exposure. She loved them, but they were absolutely a handful. Perhaps her anxiety and growing fear were for nothing and Raphael Vounó would eventually wash his hands of the situation in complete disgust.
    She glanced over. Much to her regret, he didn’t appear discouraged or disgusted. He stared at Aarōn as if he wanted to know the kid, wanted to understand him.
    “That’s too bad.” His gruff words filled the lift, his accent slipping inside her and wrapping around her memories. “Your grandfather was a doctor.”
    Both boys straightened and their dark eyes, so like their uncle’s, brightened with curiosity.
    Tamsin’s heart sank at their interest.
    The tall man leaned against the silvered steel of the wall with negligent grace. His focus stayed on the twins, the edge of his mouth lifting in a tiny smile of satisfaction. “Your grandfather’s name was Loukas Vounó.”
    Aarōn’s eyebrows rose, a flash of surprise crossing his face. “What?”
    “You have heard of him?” Raphael’s dark gaze lit with a fierce light at Aarōn’s reaction.
    The boy snorted. Yet his eyes were just as bright. “Of course.”
    Before his death, Loukas Vounó had been known as one of the best cancer doctors and researchers in Greece and all of Europe. In the medical community, he’d been regarded as a master healer and inventor. He’d held patents for many therapeutic drugs and devices.
    Which is why he’d come to Haimon’s attention.
    “Of course.” The male voice softened into a slight smugness.
    “Who’s this Loukas guy?” Isaák’s tone was dismissive as he threw a look of distrust at the man lounging in the corner of the lift.
    “Only the most important cancer researcher of the last fifty years, idiot.” Aarōn managed to appear both superior and disgusted with his brother at the same time.
    “And your grandfather.”
    Raphael’s words were not mere words. They were a claim, an inclusion of the twins into a long tradition of family honor and prestige. She felt the words impact on her own fear and saw the impact on the twins’ faces.
    They were no longer heirs to the sullied reputation of Haimon Drakos.
    They were heirs to a Greek legend.
    Heirs to this man standing before them, so clearly powerful and rich and important.
    Her fear bubbled inside before