Greek Billionaire's Blackmailed Bride (The Rosso Family Series, #1) by Leslie North

yes, and more yes.”
    Tipping her head, Alexandra sipped her coffee. “You sure you and Antonio aren’t fooling yourselves into believing this is all pretend? Maybe the pretend is the pretend?”
    Claire shrugged into a dressing gown, turned, and slipped the towel off. “No. We both have lives that are way too far apart—I’ve got a career, and Antonio...well, he really needs to find someone who can be that perfect businessman’s wife that he needs. He’s probably got society events already lined up and waiting.”
    Coming over to her, Alexandra touched Claire’s hair. “Eva is ready to work her magic on your hair and your makeup.” Alexandra looked as if someone had already done her hair—her thick black hair had been pulled back and up into a French braid, but curls dangled loose around her face.
    Stomach jumping, Claire drank some of her black coffee. Today, she needed the boost. “I’ve been doing my own hair and makeup for years.” She spread her hands wide. “I’m in show business after all.”
    “You do voiceover work where you can look like crap. Eat some koulourakia while I go round up Eva. You’re going to thank me after she’s done with you.”
    Eva came in carrying a case and dressed similar to Alexandra, but her dress was a brighter, more vivid blue—almost a turquoise—in a form-fitting sheath with a silver belt and silver shoes. She’d left her hair in a loose pony tail that fell over one shoulder. She grinned at Claire and said, “Time to close your eyes.”
    Two hours later, Claire was finally allowed to see what magic Eva had worked. Eva had fussed and brought out an entire kit of makeup and...well, stuff was the only word Claire could think of for it. She’d had her hair curled and crimped and heaven only knew what else had been done. Alexandra had sat on Claire’s bed, offering opinions from time to time. Eva had made faces at her and ignored everything her sister said.
    “Okay, you can open your eyes,” Eva said.
    Claire sucked in a breath. Was she going to look ridiculous? She opened her eyes.
    The vision that stared back at her looked amazing! Her hair had been curled and braided. The front parts wound around her head, while the back hung down in waves over her shoulders. Eva had woven golden ribbon into Claire’s hair. As she moved, the gold caught the light, giving her an almost ethereal appearance.
    Her makeup had also never looked this good. Eva had somehow brought out the emerald green and even the golden flecks. Her skin seemed perfect—and she was...well, she looked beautiful. For once, she didn’t think her nose looked too short, or her chin too pointed.
    “Antonio is going to have a coronary when he sees you,” Eva exclaimed clapping her hands in glee.
    “Now for the dress!” Alexandra headed to the closet. She pulled out the dressing bag delivered from Linea Piu the day before. Eva and Alexandra had taken Claire to the exclusive shop and had said it was the only shop with Channel in all of Greece. Claire had purposefully not looked into the bag. She’d picked out a simple ivory suit and ivory pumps
    Alexandra hung up the dressing bag and gave Claire a mischievous smile. “Okay, let’s get you dressed.” And she unzipped the bag. Instead of the suit Claire had picked out, Alexandra pulled out a beaded gown, complete with Grecian-style braiding across the bodice, and a scoop hemline, shorter in the front and which trailing to the floor in the back.
    Mouth falling open Claire stared at it. She stood. “What...oh, my God, the shop sent the wrong dress!”
    Alexandra laughed. “No, silly. This is your wedding dress. Eva and I went back to Linea Piu and cancelled that dull suit you were so dead set on.”
    Claire stared at them. “Why would you do that?”
    Alexandra shared a look with Eva and then came over and took Claire’s hand. “We know you are only doing this...well because Antonio must marry. But don’t you really want to knock Antonio’s socks