“Tell me what I have to do.”

Stavros studied Leah for the longest time. Each falling second twisted her gut. “Live with me for three months and prove that I can trust you.”

“No.” The table rattled with the force of Leah’s movement.

“This is the only way I will even consider your request.”

“What do you expect me to do these three months?”

“Convince me that you’re serious about this fashion design career, that you won’t drain your inheritance on some trumped-up business.”

“The vote of confidence in your tone is really inspiring.”

That hardness in his eyes didn’t budge. “I’m giving you a real choice. If you fail, our marriage stands. You’ll be my wife in every sense for as long as one of us is alive.”