The Greek Tycoon Box Set: The Complete Serial: Books 1-10 by Kay Brody

appreciate the spontaneity of life, of not having expectations and of letting things unfold the way they may. But from time to time she did imagine a wedding, something small and elegant somewhere serene, and tried to picture herself in a wedding gown. It was difficult - Carla couldn’t always see herself as a traditional bride. Yet, even when the images didn’t come in clearly, one thing was always true: she couldn’t wait to be married. She couldn’t wait to find “The One.”  
    She just never expected the proposal to happen like this.
    Still reeling from seeing Brian, her notorious ex, at the villa, here was Atreus, asking her the most important question she would ever answer.  
    This is crazy , Carla thought, her heart beating faster than she knew was possible. It’s come to this.  
    “Yes,” Carla breathed before her head knew what her heart was saying. “Yes, of course I’ll marry you.”  
    Atreus laughed, his face full of joy as he cupped Carla’s face in his hands and kissed her.  
    “I – I’m sorry,” Atreus stuttered. “I don’t have a ring.”  
    “It’s fine,” Carla laughed. “I don’t need one.”
    “But you do! Everyone should know that you and I are engaged.” Atreus’s eyes were wide as he stroked her hand, lingering on her ring finger.
    Engaged , Carla thought. Just a moment ago Brian was trying to spin some yarn about us being engaged and now . . . Atreus and I really are. It was all she could do to stifle a tearful, happy giggle.  
    “We’ll go out tomorrow – no, tonight – and pick one out. Okay?” Atreus said.
    Carla nodded. Atreus’s eyes lifted from Carla’s and focused behind her. Carla turned to see Andria, beaming in the doorway.  
    “Mom,” Atreus said, holding out a hand to his mother. “Carla has just agreed to become the new Mrs. Kostas.” He laughed again, his head thrown back, as though the joy was too much to be contained. “You will have to give up your title again!”  
    “And gladly!” Andria cried, rushing the room to embrace the couple. She emphatically kissed Carla on both cheeks and began weeping at the sight of the pair. “You deserve this,” she said. “Both of you. Truly.”  
    “Thank you, Mom,” Carla said, trying the word on for size. Andria grinned, and Atreus looked as though he might burst.  
    “You could have called me that long ago, child.” Andria hugged her tightly. There was a slight knock on the door as Hanna entered, carrying Dios. “Perfect!” Andria cried, taking the baby from Hanna’s arms. “Little Dios is here to receive the news!”  
    “What news?” Hanna asked, though she looked positively ashamed of herself for doing so. “Apologies, I mean. It’s not my business.” Embarrassed, she turned to leave, but Atreus raised a hand to stop her.  
    “Carla and I are getting married,” Atreus said, putting an arm around his bride-to-be. “I’ve asked her just now, and she said yes.”  
    “ REALLY ?!” Hanna squealed, suddenly becoming girlish in all her excitement. Shrieking happily, she grabbed Carla’s hands and jumped up and down, abandoning all her usual starch. “Oh, Miss Carla, I’m so happy for you! I knew it, I did! Didn’t I, Mrs. Kostas?” Atreus and Carla turned amused eyes to Andria, whose attention had been called away from her grandson by Hanna’s exclaiming.  
    “You two were gossiping about us?” Atreus asked, incredulous. Carla giggled as Andria shifted her eyes between the couple and Hanna, comically.  
    “A little,” Hanna conceded. “Just a little.”
    “Yes, just a bit,” Andria agreed, looking as though she was the cat who had gotten the cream. “We didn’t mean anything by it, it’s just that . . .”
    “Any fool could see that you’re in love!” Hanna seemed to bubble over at the thought, and the room dissolved into laughter. Even Dios, aloft in Andria’s arms, joined in, though he surely didn’t know what all the noise was about. Realizing such,