He would care for Winnie and Teddy, and give them the support and security that they needed to flourish. How could he possibly trust Nevrakis to do that for him? Neither respect nor care had featured in Nevrakis’s behaviour during his affair with Winnie and Stam had never believed that a leopard could change his spots. Winnie and Teddy would be safer with him. It was his job to ensure that no further harm came to his family, so naturally they would have to leave Nevrakis and come home with Stam after the wedding. That was the only way that he could fully protect the pair of them from further harm.
It occurred to Winnie, even in her shell-shocked state of betrayal, that Eros wouldn’t like getting married and then finding that his wife and child had flown, and she tottered into the house, only to be engulfed by her sisters and their frantic questions. For the first time ever, she found herself being less than honest with her siblings. How could she tell them that Eros had threatened to expose their secrets and frailties in an open courtroom? It would seriously distress and frighten them.
My goodness, had her grandfather engineered Eros’s sudden reappearance in her life? What else was she to believe? Stam Fotakis was a control freak. He liked to pull strings, enjoyed manipulating people into doing his bidding. Was it her grandfather who had told Eros about Teddy? She should have worked out that reality from the minute Eros had appeared without warning, she censured herself severely. Where had her wits been when she’d accepted that that was only a coincidence? Combined with her grandfather’s admission that he wanted her to marry Eros and Eros’s sudden proposal, she felt as though she had been dangled like bait on a fish hook. What else didn’t she know? What else had either man not told her? It infuriated her to be left in ignorance.
‘Why the hell would you want to marry him?’ Vivi demanded furiously.
Zoe cleared her throat. ‘He’s gorgeous, he’s rich and she used to love him and he’s Teddy’s father. I disagree but I can understand where Grandad’s coming from. Those inducements do provide quite a strong argument.’
‘He’s a rat!’ Vivi objected.
‘We also have John and Liz and Grandad’s proposition to consider,’ Winnie reminded her sisters quietly. ‘He wants me to marry Eros and if I don’t have to live with him, I think, I think I’ll do it and that’ll be that, my duty done.’
‘But you can’t,’ Vivi argued emotively, her eyes full of compassion. ‘Let’s face it, you really don’t want to be forced to have anything to do with Eros Nevrakis.’
‘No, but beggars don’t have choices,’ Winnie breathed starkly. ‘This is the price for my having made the mistake of having an affair with him. I’ll do it for Teddy and for John and Liz.’
But she lay in bed that night thinking about that kiss she had succumbed to, and hating herself like poison for still being that weak and vulnerable with a man who had almost destroyed her two years earlier. She had spent weeks locked in her bedroom before she had found employment, listening to songs of heartbreak on endless replay until the reality that she was pregnant and had to make plans for the future had finally pierced her shell of self-pity and made her pick herself up and shake herself down again.
A marriage that was only a marriage on paper to satisfy her grandfather would suit her to perfection. Eros wouldn’t be able to threaten her or her sisters with her grandfather behind her as support, she told herself urgently. All she had to do was play along, let the arrangements take their course and wait for Eros to get stung in the tail by Stam Fotakis just as she and her sisters had been. Eros would not get her as a wife and he would not get Teddy either and, bearing in mind the way he had threatened her and Vivi and Zoe, that was exactly what he deserved... Wasn’t it?
She had to look after Vivi and Zoe. Hadn’t that always been her role as big sister? Yet her sisters had been separated from her as children and she had not been able to prevent them from suffering through unhappy and challenging experiences in foster care. That sad failure still on her conscience, Winnie knew that there was nothing she wouldn’t do to protect her sisters’ well-being now that they were adults.
And naturally she wanted nothing more to do with Eros, naturally she didn’t want to live with the man! After all, he had pulled the wool over her eyes before and hurt her terribly. Obviously, she didn’t want to give him another opportunity! Eros was her fatal flaw, her weakness. It was a shameful truth but there it was. She had no common sense around him and her defences were paper-thin. If she didn’t guard herself, she would get hurt again and spending too much time exposed to Eros was an inexorable way of putting herself in jeopardy. She would just be an accident waiting to happen, she thought with a shiver of foreboding.
WINNIE WOULD HAVE been surprised to appreciate that her future husband on paper only was well aware of the size and calibre of the odds stacked up against him. Eros was shrewd and he already knew that his future grandfather-in-law loathed him for the sin of turning his granddaughter into an unmarried mother. Forewarned was forearmed as far as Eros was concerned and no sooner had Eros received a cool little phone call from Winnie informing him that she had thought the situation over and that she would marry him than he began putting in place the kind of security he had never dreamt he would have to hire.
Nevertheless, Stamboulas Fotakis was devious, and Eros had no intention of letting the older man control or manipulate him. Stam would have to be satisfied with having shocked Eros with the news that he was a father at their first meeting, for it was the only winning move he would get to make in the game unfolding. Eros would not allow either his wife or his child to be damaged by the conflict between himself and Teddy’s great-grandfather. Stam would have to wise up and accept the status quo, Eros reflected grimly, determined to protect his future family from every malign influence, including that of an old man who was bitter and unforgiving.
While Eros was plotting with the same dexterity that his future grandfather-in-law excelled at, Winnie was shyly admitting that she was about to marry Teddy’s father to John and Liz Brooke and receiving their entirely innocent approval and congratulations, for she had never told them that Eros had been a married man at the time of her son’s conception. Vivi rolled her eyes in sympathy for that concealment of the unlovely truth and sat chatting to one of the teenage foster kids at the kitchen table while Zoe, as usual, busied herself round the kitchen as a background girl, hoping to deflect any interest anyone might have in her.
‘I know it may seem old-fashioned for you young parents to get married these days but I’m very pleased,’ Liz confided, squeezing Winnie’s small hand, her plump face wreathed in a bright smile of pleasure. ‘Marriage seems more secure to my generation. I wasn’t criticising.’
‘No, I know you weren’t.’ Winnie gave the older woman a hug while John, a quiet man at the best of times, beamed approval and mentioned that it would do Teddy good to have a father around.
The very first pang of guilt pierced Winnie at that moment because she knew she would be leaving Eros straight after the wedding to return to her grandfather’s house. Teddy wasn’t going to have a father around. Instead he would only enjoy occasional visits from him. Unfortunately for her, it went against her inherently honest nature to deceive anyone, even Eros. She knew that Eros was expecting her to stay with him, to act as a wife and a mother by his side, and the awareness of that lowering fact prevented her from experiencing even an ounce of satisfaction over the reality that she would be spiking Eros’s big guns and threats with superior power.
Now, however, Winnie was finally looking beneath those superficial reactions and admitting a less welcome
