Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

2. Reunion
Angel

“Look, I can’t call Mr. Alekos except for an emergency. He doesn’t like to be disturbed while he is working. Besides, I might get in trouble.”

Cherry might be frank with me, but if I don’t speak with Alekos…. A lump forms in my throat, and I swallow hard. “This is an emergency. Mr. Alekos is the only one who can help me!” My voice c racks, and my vision becomes blurry. I don’t usually cry in front of other people, but I might do it right now.

Cherry looks at me, and something flickers in her gaze—pity. “What did he do? Got you pregnant? If that is the case, it is best to talk to his lawyer.” She hands me a business card. Written in big, golden letters is the name of a law firm.

Staring at the card in my hands, I contemplate what will happen if I do say I am pregnant. Not that it was possible since Carlos never touched me, and the last time I saw Alekos was on his last day of high school—we didn’t speak that day since we were mad at each other. While I do have friends, I don’t dare to ask them to help me. But Alekos, if he is still the same as in high school, will be my ticket out of the city, or so I hope..

With tears still pooling in my eyes, I lie. “Yes. I am expecting his baby, and I am not going away until I speak with him.”

Cherry sighs dramatically before picking up the phone. “Mr. Alekos, a woman is looking for you. She says she is pregnant.”

“Who?” Alekos yells so loudly that even I can hear him.

Cherry winches. “She told me her name is Angelica Hernandez.”

“I don’t know any woman that goes by the name Angelica.” His cold, flat tone gives me the impression that he is not lying. The ba st ard forgot me. But I’ll be dam ned if I leave without talking to him.

“Whoever she is, get rid of her. Call security if you have to,” Alekos growls.

“Yes, Mr. Raptou.”

about to put the phone on the receiver when I snat ch it away from her. Before she can stop me or Alekos can end the phone

moment but then says something that makes me want to scream. “Ah, it is you. Put the receptionist

giving me a death glare, she says, “Mr.

her to my

always had

to the top floor, where the CEO and the directors’ offices are. Florence

say as I take the card from

button for the top floor. My heart starts to hammer

if he refuses to help me? What will I do then? I don’t have anyone else to turn to. I will do anything to make Alekos help

I get out. It takes

Alekos.” I show her the visitor card. “He is

Alekos, she shows me where his

I knock

Raptou is sitting behind an opulent mahogany desk, his cold grey eyes watching me, studying me. I close the door and wait for him to say something. The last time we spoke, we had a huge fight. I shift my weight from one leg to another, unsure if I

used to be my best friend. But I should have known it would not last, not when he was a Lord. Dukes and Lords are not friends, they are enemies. And here I am, in the

published in many tabloids next to a scandalous article about his S** life. And I might have stalked him on the internet. Until I forced myself to stop. The last time I saw a photo of him was one year ago. He has always been handsome, but the man in front of me is… mouth-watering. And this is coming from a woman

without either of us saying a word, and I am starting to think that