The Greek's Chosen Wife

‘But you will, I assure you,’ Nik sliced in, soft and low and lethal, his Greek accent feathering over every syllable with purring exactitude. ‘Give me time.’ - what a jackass....

‘I can’t possibly leave the sanctuary—’ ‘Of course you can. Why do you think I insisted that you take on a competent employee?’ Her temper flared at that arrogant assertion. ‘You can say what you like, but I’m not leaving my animals to go off on some stupid honeymoon!’ - why would she want to abandon her family for a conceited, womanizing jackass??!!

Subscribing to charity and pioneering business-enterprise awards for the young weren’t enough to impress Prudence. He had to do something compassionate in the animal line. - exactly. Animals are sentient beings. Think about this the next time you eat chicken/fish/cheese etc. You're destroying another life for taste alone...

Finally he swung back to her, his golden eyes glittering as dangerously as the heart of a furnace, aggressive energy written in every line of his lean, beautifully balanced body. ‘If you keep the money, I walk…’ - douche is intimidated. Aside from being a womanizer, he's a control freak.

Well acquainted as he was with her views, he knew that both puppies and pedigrees had the easiest time finding a home and that any animal he picked should fall outside those two categories. - glad to see he "woke" up and started considering how vulnerable and innocent other lives are.