At that moment, I see him walk out of the kitchen with a plate in hand, an apron around his body. My stomach drops, what the hell! This man looks fucking delicious and I can bet my life that he knows it. I swallow hard trying to peel my gaze away from it but it is almost impossible. How can someon
I want to ask him where but the words die on my tongue when he zooms off. It’s not like he is going to tell me if I ask him. I have to search in his mind myself, I need to know everything about this man and why he is the way he is. This mind link will benefit me more than anything but he doesn’t kno
GREECE’s POV. We remain like that for what seems like ages until he finally opens his eyes and turns to look at me. His gaze holds something which I can not quite pinpoint, something between the lines of concern and affection. Today, we both managed to cross that blurry line and part of me loves i
“You have not been picking my calls” her voice filters through, “you know you are my eyes and ears now that I have been sent to exile, Greece. I am sorry that I didn’t tell you about Martinez but I need you. You are the only person who can help me take revenge on that man. Let’s work together again,
“Good evening ladies and gentlemen” his voice echoes round the hall, “tonight, we celebrate another anniversary and I am glad all of us could make it” his eyes settle on me and somehow they seem to be drawing me in, “and most importantly, I am glad that Mrs Changratta could make it to. Her husband i
GREECE. The whole hall is full with students dancing and mingling as I step inside. My eyes travel round the room and my lips curl into a small smile when I see a few familiar faces. I almost didn’t want to come after what happened with Dominic but I figured it would be best. I didn’t want to stay