The Antonakos Marriage
THEO ANTONAKOS was not in the least impressed to learn that he was about to get a new stepmother.
He had never come to terms with his father's reputation with women. He'd lost count of the number of lovers who had drifted through the older man's life since his own mother's death and become, for a time, surrogate materas to him while he was growing up. Not one of them had stayed, though three of them had become Cyril's wife for a while, usually a very brief time.
Now it seemed that the fifth Mrs Antonakos was about to make her appearance. Quite frankly, Theo didn't hold out much expectation that she would last any longer than any of her predecessors, but she was indirectly responsible for the restlessness and the unsettled mood that were eating at him tonight.
He reached for his glass of wine and drained the rich red liquid from the bottom of it, slamming the glass back down on the table top with a crash that revealed the turmoil of his inner feelings.
He usually loved London's bustling vibrancy, the sense of people going places, living busy lives. The crowded streets, the lights, the hum of cars, reminded him of his home in At ... read full excerpt from: The Antonakos Marriage ebook
