It's hard to be the legacy of a legend. Especially when your heart is broken!
Stefan Harronate has it all. Beauty, youth, money, fame, a loyal best friend, countless women throwing themselves at him, and most importantly, a large, wonderful family t...
Before we go on with our story, let's go back in time. Not much. Just a few minutes. We fly across the ocean and land on a small but beautiful Greek island, Santorini, in a small house built into a rock where Artemis' mother, Anastasia Avgerinou, has just hung up the phone with her daughter.
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She sits there, looking at the device in her hand and smiling as she thinks about what her daughter just told her. She's happy because she has always wanted a great love for her daughter. A great love like the one with Spyros ...
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Her Spyros. The Greek god she fell in love with at first sight when she came to this island for vacation almost twenty-five years ago and saw him hauling in the nets on the beach. She didn't believe in all that romantic crap, as she used to say, until she saw his steely arms pulling the nets out of the water ... Until she saw his sunburned skin, glowing in the hot sun and shining through the saltiness of the sea ... Until she saw his big gray eyes looking at her curiously, admiringly, lustfully. She didn't hesitate at all. She walked up to him and nudged him on the shoulder ...
Anastasia: Hello. My name is Anastasia and I'm a tourist. I just came to the island and I need someone to show me around. Would you like to be that someone?
He raised his head, looked at her and answered her in his husky, masculine voice without interrupting his work.
Spyros: I'm busy right now. Come see me at midnight. Here. I'll be waiting for you.
Without further ado, he picked up the nets and started walking. She shouted at him ...
Anastasia: Won't you at least tell me your name?
He turned his head and smiled at her.
Spyros: Spyros, Neraida. Spyros Avgerinos.
At midnight, Anastasia went on that date and ... she never returned to her home. She never regretted her decision to leave everything behind and follow this man. Her life with Spyros was and still is a dream. And in this marriage, she also acquired the most precious asset of her life ... her only daughter ... Artemis.
