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shivered once again from the memories as she watched his hand lift the coffee cup to his mouth.  Oh, the things he could do with that mouth!  And his fingers! 
    “ Kalimera ,” he greeted her.  “Good morning.”
    “ Kalimera sas, kathos kai ,” she replied.  “Good morning to you as well.”
    She watched his eyes widen in surprise, her body stiff and offended. 
    “You’ve learned to speak Greek,” he commented.  His eyes moved down her slender figure clad in sunny yellow.  “You look beautiful this morning, gynaika mou .”
    Sasha cringed visibly when he said “my wife” with such a possessive tone of voice.  “I’m not your wife,” she stated emphatically. 
    “Except for a wedding and legal marriage certificate that says you are,” he countered quickly.
    She clenched her jaw.  “I’m not your wife, Damon.  I’m just the girl you wed six years ago.”
    “And made love to many times last night,” he said and his eyes darkened as they moved down her figure once again.
    Sasha clenched the coffee cup carefully, furious that it was rattling in the saucer with his intimate perusal.  “That was a mistake.”
    Damon stood up and came over to her, taking the coffee cup out of her hands before she dropped it.  “Last night was not a mistake, agape mou .”  He took her hand and pulled her gently over to the patio chair next to his, setting her coffee down on the table.  “Last night was perfect,” and he bent low to kiss her lips.
    If Sasha hadn’t been so nervous and flustered by his hands holding hers, she might have avoided that kiss.  But she was flustered and she’d been too distracted so when his lips touched hers, she gasped, giving him the opening he needed to invade her mouth.  This kiss was nothing like the tender kiss he’d started off their night with last night.  This kiss was overpowering, possessive and more of a branding. 
    When he lifted his head again, that heated light was in his eyes and she was shaking so badly, she could barely stand.  She almost fell onto the chair as he moved over to his own, chuckling at how easily she could give in to him.
    Sasha opened her mouth to tear into him about that kiss, but Chloe arrived at that moment with plates filled with that delicious smelling egg casserole as well as a large bowl of beautifully cut fruit. 
    Sasha smiled her thanks up to Chloe.  “This smells wonderful, thank you.” 
    While Chloe bustled off, back to the kitchen, Sasha shifted her food around on her plate, trying to think of how to start off the conversation again. 
    “What’s on your mind?” he asked, flipping through the pages of his newspaper once again.
    Sasha looked up, irritated that he was barely even paying attention to her.  As usual.  So she decided that, if he wasn’t going to be considerate of her feelings, she had no need to spare his own.  “I’m still getting a divorce,” she told him, setting her fork down carefully.  They were bold words, strong words, but she was still quaking inside.  Damon Galanos was not a man to trifle with.  Her research had shown her that he was an extremely wealthy and powerful man and she shouldn’t take him lightly. 
    The newspaper flipped again.  “No.  There will be no divorce,” he told her firmly, barely even glancing up from the paper. 
    Sasha thought about throwing her water at him but pulled herself back from the brink of fury.  Calm, she reminded herself.  Remain calm and state her case clearly. 
    “This marriage has been a farce since the beginning,” she said to him.  “I told you last night that I was going to move on, start a new life.  And there is nothing you can do to stop me.”
    The newspaper flipped closed and she realized that he wasn’t as calm as he was trying to appear.  “Divorce is out of the question.  If you want to start a new chapter in your life, fine.  But you will do it as my wife.”
    She shook her head. “No Damon.  I’m going back to London and