Chapter 5

Greece, Mykonos Grand Hotel & Resort

She woke up in an unfamiliar bed and the smell of brewed coffee entered her nostrils. She stretches her arms and looks around to find a man with a well-built body, sexy back, those triceps, and biceps are to die for and he's on the balcony with one hand holding a phone in his ear. It seemed like he's full of sweat and he's speaking with authority on the phone. She already had thought that it was business and the bad thing was her plan on clubbing had been canceled.

She went to the bathroom to do her business. She washed her face and mouth, took a towel and dumped it on her face. She strode to the balcony and picked up his coffee and sipped it. She complains about the bitterness and puts it back.

"Because that wasn't yours." He gave her a chocolate drink and she sipped on it. "What happened to your plan of clubbing?" She looked away to the beach.

"I just got here from Iraq." His brow creased.

"What did you do in Iraq?"

"I play golf and firing." She said looking into his eyes. He creased his brow. He couldn't tell if she's lying or not. However, it sounds like half-lie and half-truth.

"Huh." He sipped on his coffee and another call came up. "Where do you plan to go today?" He asked while checking the caller ID and canceled the call.

"Ahhh," she thought. "Beach. Let's go swimming."

"Oh, come on!" She acted like a punk.

She roamed her eyes on his topless body. Nice pecs and chest and eight packs of abdominal, just oh. He made a face and asked her what. She just grinned and chuckled.

Seeing her like that, flushing from her own game makes him intrigued by her. She's just so adorable. That he was so turned on by her observation and on the way she flushes.

"I expect tycoons to have a bloated stomach." He chuckled and then messed her hair leaving her from the balcony and then called on the reception for breakfast.

"I'll just take a shower." He said.

"Yeah." She answered while sipping on her mug and checking out his body. It didn't take long when he got out only to have a towel around his waist. She peeks at him and then exhales. She stood and finished her chocolate drink and picked her jacket and shoes.

"I'll just pick something from my room." He nods.

"Don't take long. Food will be delivered."

After their breakfast, they talk for a while and plan on swimming at the sea.

Who would have thought that she'll enjoy swimming with him? She's wearing two-piece and her chest has brushed on him more than twice. The friction from both of them was undeniable.

He had held her bottom and attacked her mouth without saying anything. And damn, just like that, they kiss each other on the salted water.

It wasn't their first kiss. Their first kiss was years ago when she was eight years old and he was eleven years old. It was an accident and she beat him up.

Now, instead of beating each other, they couldn't get enough of each other. They actually ended up on his bed. Since it was her first time and she never has been with anyone because she's too occupied with taking over their secret business and having fun. She also had checked her calendar and she's on a safe day.

They get real intimate and after one, he uses a condom and doesn't stop making love to her and worships her body.

He hugged her from behind and kissed her naked shoulders.

"I never thought that a naughty girl like you would be this innocent." He uttered.

She opened her eyes and his words from two years ago ring in her ear. She felt strong arms around her and she could feel his breathing. His scent… she knows that it was him behind her. She closed her eyes again and then opened it, wishing that it was a dream and she wouldn't wake up. But they aren't in Greece, they are in her old room in the Mansion.

The arm tightens on her and the man from her back groans. His hand half-closed in front of her. She traces the veins on his fist gently and then it hits her. She shouldn't fall in love with him again. She threw his arm away and she sat up. She looked at him and he's still asleep, half-naked only wearing his boxers. She wasn't wearing her clothes from last night.

She went to the bathroom and found her clothes there on the floor and even his clothes. She doesn't remember that something happened to them. She faced the sink and then vomited there. The acid and the bitter taste mixed. She washed her mouth and her face. She picked up his clothes and threw them on his face. He woke up and was quizzical for a while.

"Get out!" she made it clear to him.

He slowly sat up and put his pants on and then his shirt. She pulled him with full force, opened the door and pushed him out. She slammed the door. She leaned on the door and her weak knees fell down on the floor. She covered her face as tears streamed down her cheek to her folded knees.

She didn't want it to happen again and meeting him again was dangerous for her. She might not take the pain anymore. What is she going to do now? She felt so weak around him.

He is still standing in front of her room, palm on the door. He didn't say a thing but he heard her sobbing. He clenches his other fist on his chest. It does hurt him as well. It hurt him seeing her in pain. It hurt him more when her grandfather pointed a gun at her and she demanded him to kill her. He was mad at himself. He left the mansion driving his sports car away.

He reached his house, disheveled, and didn't expect that his grandfather would be there.

He is having his therapy. He greeted his grandfather and noticed his baggage and nurses.

"What's this Grandpa?" Zachary asked.

"I am living here for a while. Arrange things until both of you get married." His grandfather said. He rolled his eyes. "Something happened between both of you last night?" he kept walking on the treadmill slowly, step by step.

"Nothing." He went directly to his room, finding the corgi lying on his bed. The corgi was bought by Andromeda for them to take care of together but he took it because she's ill when he left her.

The dog rolls on the bed and runs to him. He hugged it and kissed its head. "I think

I have to bathe you." He went to his bathroom and turned on the bathtub.