The last word seems like a dagger that stab right through my heart. 'he ever wanted.' Lucy is still staring at me intently while she's sipping her wine. "How do you feel about it?" She asked out of curiosity. "I believed him!" I uttered firmly. "Yes my heart believed him, but my head does not. But I trust him! Like a Loving Girlfriend should do, should I?" I murmured, convincing myself mostly. Lucy was just nodding her head. After like half hour our food arrived. Lucy's attention diverted to the food that was served in front of us. "This is so mouth watering! I just realized I missed our food back home," she declared. She was savoring the first bite of her paella. I chuckled at her facial reactions. ......... Stavros' POV. I was awoken by a vibrating sound. I opened my eyes, and it's already dark outside. How long was I sleeping? I felt that vibration again. Then, I realized, it's my phone. Someone's calling me. Before I could say something, Zandros is already rambling. "St
I brushed my hair neatly while whistling with rhythm. I put on a white, long-sleeve shirt with the rolled up sleeve. Two buttons were undone and paired it with black pants. Tucked the shirt in and topped it with a black leather jacket. I wore my silver sleek watch. I checked the time its 8 PM. I stuffed my phone in my pocket and made my way out of the house. Taylor is busy wiping the windshield of my black BMW when I walked in the garage. "Where to Sir?" "Mailov's villa, Taylor." Been there many times so Taylor knows the place. "Which car would like to ride in Mr. Demakis?" He asked as he stopped working and stood to face me. "That BMW would do," I grinned as I skim down the black BMW I8. One of my favorites sports car. Taylor likes driving it too. He grinned when I said the BMW. "Hop in Sir," he said excitedly as he opened the car rear door. Not long, we are entering the driveway to the villa. Paparazzis are swarming outside the gate trying to get some photos on what's going
"Zandross," Krystina purred. I used to get turned on when she gives me that voice. And in an instant, she kissed me on the lips. I felt disgusted, but I shrugged it off because I don't want to embarrass her. "Hello Krystina," I said nonchalantly. "Oh, this is my friend Angela Smith. She's from New York too," she introduced her in her sexy voice. "Stavros Demakis," I said extending my hand. Which she took it smiling broadly, batting her long false lashes. "So the Famous Stavros Demakis, finally I met you!" She exclaimed, and she lightly squeezed my hand. You know what that does mean. Why all of a sudden I got scary with these hot chicks? Should I celebrate, right? My charms still working effectively. "Famous huh?" I said. Trying to sound casual. "Let's all go downstairs and have fun!" Zandros exclaimed. "LETS THE PARTY BEGIN!!!!" Demetrio shouts out. The villa has its own bar and it's spacious. As we entered the bar, the people are already having a good time. There's a DJ busy
"To Stavros, and to our Old Times!!.." Nicolas proposed a toast raising his beer. Everyone raises their glasses and drinks, "To Stavros!" they said in unison. And, it made a lot of clicking sounds. I raised my beer and made a toast and hoisted my beer in my mouth and took a drink. We chatted. Dance. Non-stop drinking. And, I lost track of how much vodka's I had. Laughing with the guys. Soon, Thomas, Andrew, and another guy joined in our conversation. Reminiscing the old time. How many troubles we were into? How many girls we banged? Jeeezz..We remembered these two hot girls who go to a different school and at the same time, I and Zandros bedded. Then, they found out and they fought like a mad cow. Zandros was laughing. Don't blame us, you know we are still young and immature. We used to compete how many girls we bedded in a week. Or compete who could bed the quickest on a certain girl. Those times... Some are already making out in every corner. While Krystina was still clinging l
"One lie is enough to question all truths." - Anonymous ......... Stavros' POV I woke up feeling sticky with sweats, plus a throbbing headache, caused by a damn hangover. My eyes slowly open but closes it again, squinting couple times to adjust my vision with the sun rays flooding the room. I stirred when I felt a hand around my waist, legs intertwined, head on my chest. I remembered I saw Ali's face last night and I remember kissing her. But that's impossible! I move the head gently, her arms, and slowly untangling my legs out of hers, as I slowly get up. I winced when I felt a sharp pinching in my head. I looked back at the woman sleeping peacefully with disarrayed hair above her head and checked who is she? She had a dark brown hair like Alessandra, but shorter. Wait? "Krystina?" an audible gasp broke out my lips when realization dawns on me, hard. "Fuck!" I hissed inaudibly between clenched teeth. Shocked, stunned, bewildered, engulfed my whole being. As if on cue sh
Krystina's POV "Damn you, Stavros!" I grit out frustratedly. If he thinks he can get away from me, sure he is nuts. I'm not just someone to messed with. No other girl who can love him the way I did. I'll do anything to win him, come what may! My eyes involuntarily darted to my phone. I took like five photos of him lying naked except his boxers on. He looks completely wasted. Then, few photos of me and him together. My head leaning on his chest and other position. A ghost of a wicked smile broke out on the corner of my lips. A smile of oncoming victory. Memories of our kisses last night flooded my brain. I kissed him and he kissed me back, I was so happy. Then, he mumbled something I can't comprehend. Then, he just suddenly dozes off. Urgh ... I was so fucking horny. So, I stormed off of his room and went to Andrew's room. As soon as I entered his room that asshole wraps his hands around my waist and kissed me like there's no tomorrow. He's not bad after all. Still head over hee
GREECE BILLIONAIRES MOST-SOUGHT AFTER BACHELORS REUNITED! The tycoon Businessman Zandros Mailov threw a party at their villa and we spotted the famous and drop-dead gorgeous Stavros Demakis, with his other friends Eligible Bachelor, Nicolas Petropoulis and Demetrio Pallos, who owns the billion-dollar chains of hotels across the world. Below is a picture of Stavros and his friends. He already mentioned it to me about his friends. So that's Nicolas, Demetrio, and Zandros, as I ran my eyes through the photos. They all look handsome in their own way, but for me, Stavros stands out. I noticed the girls in the background, hot and sexy, obviously, if they were not celebrities, they were models. I felt a familiar twinge of jealousy in my chest. I shake it off. I believe Stavros will not cheat on me, I need to trust him. It was easy to say, seeing those photos, it's hard to stay positive. I need to trust him. "Holy moly, Ali! Your boyfriend is a celebrity and his friends are all yummy,"
"Oh, I heard about the party. How did it go?" She asked which was surprising. What happened to my who-doesn't-care mom? "Fine, mom," I replied with a bored tone. I'm not going to start talking now. It's too late for her to involve in my life. She has all the years yet she put it all behind. "Well, my boy doesn't seem interested in sharing it with his mom," her casual innuendo as she chuckled softly. "And since when are you interested mom in my personal life?" I rebutted sarcastically. Recently, I used to just ignore it, but I'm not in the mood today. Sometimes, I'd think, are they really my parents? For my father, there's no explanation, I am the spitting image of him. "I'm sorry, honey. I shouldn't push it too far," she apologized as she sighed heavily. Lately, they are trying to win my affection. I love them no question about that. "Bye, mom, I'll see you tonight," I dismissed and hung up the phone. I can't help it. All my life I've been raised by my grandparents. Every mess
I suggested, “Let’s step outside,” so she could dress in peace, without feeling rushed or observed. And I walked out the door with mixed feelings. Mortified and angry.I heard my son’s sharp voice command the girl to leave immediately, promising a call when he was free.“Is dad here too?“ Alexander
Despite the tumultuous journey of our marriage, filled with laughter and tears, our love has proven resilient, weathering every storm.I was happy. Overwhelmingly blissful.And until now, we still love each other. We respected each other. In every major life decision, we’ve always had an equal voice
Although, when he turns twenty-eight, my husband will give him the Demakis Corp, as promised.“Honey, I’ve been thinking about a trip to Greece to see Alexander.” I randomly blurted out as I popped a piece of asparagus in my mouth.We were having dinner.Stavros sat in the middle of the long dining
Yes, he still makes me giggle like a giddy teenager.“Stop wriggling,” Stav chuckled, his breath warm on my ear, “or I’m gonna drop you,” and I frowned.“Do you understand that I’m pregnant? Of course, I’m heavy. I’m fat!“I hissed, a little stung by the truth, the words like a bitter taste in my mou
“Done, Mommy,” he proudly exclaimed, a grin splitting his saucy face as he held up his empty plate. “Can I leave now?” he asked in his sweet little voice, melting every ounce of resistance I had to put up with them.“Daddy will clean you up first,” I smiled as I put the plate of spaghetti in front o
“Hand it to me,” I demanded, my gaze sharp on Alex, a sweet smile playing on my lips that belied the warning in my eyes.My son shook his head vigorously, the familiar scene a blur of frustrated sighs and clenched fists.“I promise I will eat my dinner, Mommy. Just let me taste it,” he begged, smili
“There’s nothing that makes you more insane than family. Or happier. Or more exasperated. Or more... secure.” — Jim ButcherWarning: Sexual Content. Please be guided.….Alessandra POV5 years later...“That is gwoss, mommy!” My second three-year-old son, his face screwed up in a stubborn frown, exc
“Are you okay?” I asked.“Sorry, I woke you up,” she murmured hoarsely.She looked like she had just vomited everything she had eaten the previous night, and her face was devoid of color.“Should I call a physician?” I asked, worried eyes sweeping her pale face. My heart pounded as unpleasant though
Her legs clamped down around my neck, and I held them apart as I devoured her as if I had been starved for years. Her resistance only fueled my desire to please her more, as her cries of ecstasy spurred me on.My skillful tongue fucked her, sucked her hard, then lapped it up and down. Sucking, lappi