Location: Somewhere in Greece

Laura fell in love with Constantine after spending one memorable (for her) night with him. She gave him her virginity and he gave her a baby boy, Alex.

Seven years later, she learns that Constantine is throwing a huge gala in London and is planning to her engaged to his gorgeous model girlfriend. Laura panics and realizes that this is her best chance to tell him that he has a son. So she does what all the heroines in hplandia do and she finds a way to get close to him to tell him the truth.

Well, he’s not happy about the truth. Demands proof. Is just downright nasty. Eventually gives in, accepts the boy is his and coldly proposes marriage. Cause nothing says marry me like I dislike you but you had my baby, so marry me.

When he gets turned down *gasp!*, he takes mother and child to Greece to see his old, ailing father and present the next generation to him. The h pretends to be a cleaner in his father’s house because she didn’t want to show up as just his baby mama. I still don’t understand that reasoning.

There’s lots of sex, lots of angst, lots of opportunity to smack the H upside his arrogant, obnoxious head. I enjoyed the ridiculousness of the story and was glad the tiny, fragile looking h made the big alpha male humble himself.