Chapter Ten
Ana, Hydra
Anatasia Bakirtzis. Many nights alone in her bed she felt guilty for shortchanging Kostas. They had never connected, physically. This particular night she was stretched out with the lights on. Book down on her chest. She had been turned on by so many different men over the years. Just not by her own husband. A bolt of guilty lightning went straight to her heart. In their fifties now, Ana was just not sure what she wanted. Her current suitor was forty-eight. Asleep in the suite next door. That night he had asked her to marry him. She was shocked by his question. He knew the rules. This was taboo.
She was re-evaluating her life. Ana and Kostas had never been faithful. Had they ever been madly in love? No. Their marriage had been arranged. With Yiannis Archimedes thi
