She had felt a little intimidated, having to be buzzed into the estate through the large imposing gates. Giving a small smile, she had thought that he seemed even more ostentatious than her grandfather, finding herself more and more comparing the Greek to the hateful man she had spent her early childhood with. As she had pulled up to the huge and gorgeous home, she had been impressed with the beauty of the building and the wonderful gardens it sat in. With a smile, she had been glad that he had not come up to her small but cozy flat, suddenly feeling very nervous at the opulence around her. With a frown the realisation of the deal she had made suddenly hitting her, as for the first time she realised that as the wife of a man like Alexis Demitri she would be expected to fulfil a certain role, behave in a certain way. Groaning softly, she wondered where that would leave her plans for her dance studio, and the independence she had treasured her whole life. Looking around she finally understood that she had agreed to be just another prop in this man’s life, and Tessa could feel the tears coming to her eyes, angrily dashing them away.
