―More if need be.‖He waved a hand, ―I am a wealthy man already, but this contract could make me more than that with your and the Vassiliadas connections.I won‘t lie to you.
Lily is very important to me and I‘m willing to give it up for her.‖
After a length of silence, Nikos finally nodded. Any man that would risk such a deal must love the woman very much.
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laid them on Sophie, his younger sister.He instantly gave up women and married her.Something Nikos would have never thought possible for he usually had two or more mistresses at a time.
―I wanted you to know the connection we have.It‘s unbreakable.‖ Max added, ―she means more to me than anything.‖
He studied the older man for a minute, ―I envy you Max.
She is rare. I can see where her affections lie. However, I have one thing to ask of you.‘ He downed his drink, ―Set aside the hundred and fifty million, the fact that I‘m lusting after your future wife, or that we are both filthy rich.‖
―Fire away.‖ He said with some apprehension.
―Does she have a sister?‖
Max burst into laughter.
Upstairs in her room, Lily noticed that both sets of luggage were set on the large King sized bed but it really didn‘t hit home until the servants left and she was standing there staring at Max‘s suitcase. Shortly after, Max came in and started to undo his tie.
―Max?‖ she said pointing to the luggage.
―I told you we had to keep up the pretence.‖ He managed a slow sensual grin, ―Afraid of sharing a bed with me button?‖
She flushed instantly, ―Share a bed?‖
He walked up to her until their bodies were inches apart peering down at her with a heated gaze, ―Yes, I‘m afraid you‘re at my mercy this weekend.‖
She felt vulnerable and knew it was clear as day in her expression, ―Max—what you‘re suggesting—―
His laughter cut her off, and he leaned down and brushed his mouth across her forehead, ―Don‘t panic honey, I‘ll be good.
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The Billionaire‘s Secret Desire girl, I‘m sure you can handle sharing a bed with me in the most plutonic sense. I swear I don‘t even snore.‖He lifted his head and studied her expression, ―You can‘t believe that I could put my hands on you without Luke tearing into me. I even brought pyjamas—and honey, I never wear pyjamas.‖ He added with a sinful grin.
Hands on you…pyjamas…oh lord, ―I don‘t know what to think.‖ She exclaimed trying to ignore the tingling on her skin where he kissed her and his deeply voiced words, ―You‘re such a mystery and after all, Luke said I chased your mistress away—―
He barked with laughter realizing what she was saying,
―So you‘d think any gal would do. Lily, for God‘s sake I‘m not a sex maniac. I assure you I can do without if I need to.‖
―I can‘t talk about this.‖ She mumbled and turned to leave, but he caught her shoulders.
―You‘re a grown woman Lily, are you telling me you can‘t discuss intimacy with a man?‖
―It‘s a private matter.‖ She said unable to look him in the eyes, but kept her gaze averted to the open buttons of his shirt.
No she couldn‘t discuss it and especially not with him.He created that warm floppy feeling in the pit of her stomach whenever he broached the subject. Then she got distracted by his unbuttoned shirt. His tie hung loosely just below there because he hadn‘t finished removing it. She could see the swirls of black hair there too and it was almost impossible to drag her eyes away from that appealing sight.She knew when she saw him by the pool as a teenager that he hada healthy mat of hair there and wondered what it would be like to move her fingers through it.
Max saw where her eyes were and the longing in them.
He reached up and finished removing his tie.Then he undid a few more buttons on his shirt. Finally her eyes guided up to his.
―W—what are you doing?‖
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―Changing my shirt,‖ he said huskily, ―Greece
