Nicholas had trusted Thanos with Petó, and he’d been careless. He’d trusted Dion Stathakis—their father—when he should have seen what was happening right beneath his nose.

What could he do now?

‘I cannot bear to think of someone else running his business.’ Thanos’s voice cracked with the strength of his emotions.

‘Do you think I can?’ Leonidas growled, and Thanos turned to face his brother then, their eyes meeting with complete understanding. This situation was wrong. Wrong in every way.

Leonidas softened his expression a little. ‘But this is the best possibility we could have hoped for. Kosta Carinedes wants Petó. His plan to fold it into his own logistics empire are sound, so too the rebranding he envisages. Petó will live on, Thanos, and it will continue to prosper.’

Thanos’s stomach clenched. ‘But not by our hands.’

‘No.’ Leonidas’s eyes glittered in acknowledgement of that.

‘I will not live in a world where this company is not mine, Leonidas. One day, one way or another, Petó will be ours again.’

Leonidas nodded slowly but Thanos wasn’t satisfied. ‘Swear it to me, Leo. Swear to me now that we will right this wrong—and all our father’s wrongs—even if it takes us the rest of our lives.’

Leonidas expelled a soft, low breath. ‘I swear it. But you must sign the contract now.’

Thanos nodded, knowing his brother to be correct. Still, he glared at the paper as though it were a writhing tangle of snakes at his feet. He lifted the pen with difficulty and hovered it over the page, his perennial tan paled to straw in that moment.

He scrawled his name on the page and silently swore to himself, once more, that this wasn’t the end.

This wasn’t over—not by a long shot. Petó was a part of his blood and his DNA, and it always would be.

Copyright © 2019 by Clare Connelly

ISBN-13: 9781488044977

Claiming My Hidden Son

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