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The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife It's All His Fault
Amaya“What are you doing?” Kristo asked, eyeing me from behind the breakfast bar where he was sipping on a beer. I shrugged.“I saw all this art, and I thought it was a shame not to hang it,” I replied casually. I half-expected him to tell me off for getting my hands all over his stuff, but he just shrugged.“Fair enough.”I continued around the apartment until I had decided exactly what was going to go where. After the last few weeks, it was good to do something that was so totally practical, so hands-on. When I was done, I headed back through to the kitchen and stood in front of him.“I need to borrow your toolbox,” I announced, and he cocked his head at me.“And what makes you think I’d have a toolbox?” he remarked, the flicker of a smile passing over his face. I rolled my eyes.“Because you’re a modern man who can handle his own shit?” I remarked, and he got to his feet with a slight sigh and headed through to the spare room.“I might have one that my stepmom gave me years ago fo
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife Anything You Want
Kristo“Fuck,” I muttered to myself as I yanked down the door at the side of the van. Could they have made this thing any harder to use if they’d set out especially to do so?“You all right there?” Amaya called to me as she wheeled her sister out of the home and toward the van I was trying to beat into submission. I nodded.“Yeah, it’ll be fine,” I assured her, kicking the ramp to make sure it wasn’t going to give out beneath her sister. “You ready?”“Yup,” Jolene called back to him, and she had a grin on her face that threatened to split it in two. I couldn’t help but smile back. I was supposed to be meeting with my family today, but I had begged off dinner with them once I realized it had been a couple of weeks, and I still hadn’t fulfilled my promise to take Jolene out for a day with the two of us. Amaya had been nervous, but she had agreed, and I was already looking forward to getting out of the city for a while. It had been a long week at work, and I hadn’t had a chance to see a
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife I'll Protect You
Kristo“Sorry, but we have to get you back.” Amaya squeezed Jolene’s hand and then got to her feet. “Come on, let’s get you back to the van.”“Fine, but you’re totally bringing me back here for the food festival,” she replied as we started on the way back to the van. We loaded her chair into the van and started on the way home, except this time, Amaya drove, and I sat in the back and chatted to Jolene. And damn, if she wasn’t about the most charming teenager I’d ever met. Sure, she was still young and had plenty of time to grow into her obnoxiousness, but she was smart and sharp and wasn’t afraid to jibe me, just like her sister.When we arrived back at the home, we helped her out of the van and took her back up to her room. I gave them some privacy to say goodbye but not before Jolene had insisted we come back again in a week’s time to go for another outing.“You have great taste in food.” She grinned at me. “More adventurous than her, at least.”“I’ll bear that in mind,” I replied,
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife It Hits the Fan
Amaya“Fuck,” I muttered as I fumbled with the new set of keys. I just wanted to get the fuck home, but I still had to figure out how to drive this thing.It had started off when my car had given up the ghost that morning after I arrived for work. I had intended to go out and grab some coffee for the rest of the staff, but the engine basically shuddered and died right there on the spot, finally done for. It had been threatening to break down for months, and I had never had the time or the money to get it fixed. I could have just called Kristo and asked him to lend us one of his cars, but the insurance company had given me a new one before it even crossed my mind, and I didn’t want to bother him.Then, of course, things had taken a turn into the even-worse when I’d had a confrontation with one of the younger librarians. She had picked up her job a little later than me, and it hadn’t been what she wanted.“Please, can you just give this a little time?” I had asked her, but she had shake
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife Make Them Jealous
Amaya“Maybe I don’t want you to help me,” I fired back at Kristo.“Maybe you should learn to accept help when someone offers to make your life easier,” he responded, and the tiny crackle of irritation in his voice was enough to push me over the edge.“Oh, because you’d know what it was like to deal with hardships,” I snapped, and I stomped off to my room. I knew I was acting childish, but I didn’t give a fuck. I just wanted to be left alone, to have some space to let my head clear.He didn’t follow me. I guess some part of me was hoping he would, but I knew he was a grown-ass man who had better things to do than chase me around trying to make things better. I sat down on the edge of the bed and caught my breath, letting myself quietly fume for a few minutes. After a while, I heard him at the door.“If you want to start acting like an adult, then I’ll order us some dinner,” he called through the wood. I didn’t respond. He wasn’t going to talk to me like that, not when he clearly thoug
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife Trying to Avoid Her
KristoI got to my feet and began to pace around the apartment. I was exhausted already, and the day had only just begun. I always ended up feeling the same way when I worked from home, antsy and as though there was a fly up my ass keeping me from getting settled.Stretching, I headed over to the window. Maybe I was just missing Amaya. I was used to having her around the apartment, but since I had started ducking work to avoid my sister, I’d been around the house a lot more by myself, and I was missing the hell out of her.I had been ducking out of the office as much as I could recently, hoping Cleo wouldn’t catch on to my game and figure out she was the reason I had barely spent a minute in there the last week or so. She had been haranguing me about getting Amaya out for a trip together, and the last thing I needed was my new wife heading out on the town with my sister and her friends. Cleo had given me a lot of talk about taking her out to a club, and I had a feeling she wasn’t talk
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife Parallel Lives
Kristo“Hi, this is Kristo Balaban,” I replied smoothly. Even though I had been working in a pair of sweats all day, the person on the other end of the line didn’t have to know I’d been anything other than professional.“Yes, we have the car you sent to the shop ready,” the voice replied. “Do you want us to drop it off? If you’re home now—”“Yes, please do,” I said. “How long will you be?”“Ten minutes?”“Perfect, see you soon,” I replied and hung up the phone. I stretched and stepped away from the window, wondering how long I’d just been standing there thinking about her. Best not to linger on it. Any longer, at least.I waited outside for the car to arrive and tipped my face up to the sun. The warm light on my face made me feel the way I did in her presence, soothed, comfortable, at peace. She seemed to ground me in a way no other person had in my entire life to date, to bring me back down to Earth when I needed it. To remind me there was a world outside the office, outside my famil
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife You Want Me
AmayaI brushed through the door and tried to push the remnants of the day to the back of my mind. But they were still fuming there right at the front, fizzing and filling my head.“Oh, thank fuck,” I murmured when I saw the beer sitting out on the table alongside a giant pizza. It smelled so good, it was all I could do not to dive into it headfirst. Kristo emerged from the kitchen right as I grabbed a bottle for myself, and I nearly downed the whole thing in one gulp.“Hey, hey.” He came to me and touched me on the arm. “Drinking too much was what got us into this mess in the first place, remember?”“Yeah, I remember,” I replied and put the bottle down. “Well, actually, I don’t. That’s kind of the problem.”“Oh, that’s a problem, huh?” he remarked, grinning. I took another sip of my beer, and he cracked a bottle open too. I could still feel the warmth and weight of his hand on my skin, and I let my mouth glide over the top of the beer bottle. If anything was going to get my mind off
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The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife Epilogue
KristoI went to the window and stretched, running my hand through my hair and grinning. I couldn’t believe we were actually in Greece. We were supposed to be arriving right about now, but I couldn’t wait that long to get her alone and was glad I’d incurred the extra expense to fly us out here at the last minute. It was worth it, so we could just be together after the hectic chaos of the wedding.I had called Cleo when we’d arrived, and she’d told me everyone had an amazing time. Nonna had a little too much to drink that night and had held court with stories about her young adulthood in Greece. Everyone had found it hilarious. And it seemed like Cleo and Darla were officially together, judging by the fact that I could hear Amaya’s friend in the background of the call long after they’d gone to bed.Amaya wasn’t awake yet, and I was glad for that. I still needed a little time to come to terms with the fact that I was actually married to the woman fast asleep in the bed behind me. My rin
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife For Real This Time
AmayaOnce I had changed into something more party-worthy, the reception began, and at last, I could really relax and enjoy myself. Jolene and I spent a good hour dancing together before Kristo cut in to get his hands on me, holding me close and swaying with me as the band played a slow song. He kissed my neck softly, and I felt that burning desire for my husband pick up intensity. I couldn’t wait to get him alone, but we weren’t leaving for our honeymoon to Greece until the next day, so I had a while to wait yet.The food was amazing. There was even baklava, which Nonna had insisted on making herself. It wasn’t quite as good as Kristo’s, but I didn’t say a word of that to her. She would never let me hear the end of it. I ate and drank nonalcoholic cocktails, danced, and watched my guests do the same. I couldn’t believe how perfect this was. Darla and Cleo spent the night basically glued to each other’s sides, and I couldn’t help but coo internally over how cute they were.When I fina
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife I Really Do
AmayaI couldn’t even put into words how nervous I’d been that entire morning. My mind was taken up with questions about whether everything was going to go right. In my head, I was certain something was going to happen, that Kristo’s dad was going to squirm out of it at the last second and let us down, that the flowers weren’t going to arrive, that the dress wasn’t going to fit, that something was going to throw off this whole perfect day we had put so much time and effort into putting together.Then, I was sitting there in the room they had set up for me to get ready in, and I was staring at myself in the mirror, wearing the dress I had fallen in love with from the moment I’d laid eyes on it the week before. Jolene had picked well. She knew blue was my favorite color, and when I had slipped into the dress, even though it barely fit, I’d known this was the one for me. Sitting in front of the mirror, it was hard to believe this was really me, and this was really happening. How long had
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife Make It Real
KristoDarla, who had stepped in last-minute as a bridesmaid, followed her a minute later. She was wearing a dress in a delicate mint shade, and I could feel Cleo shift next to me when she emerged from the house.“Easy, tiger,” I murmured to her, and she nudged me playfully and straightened up again. I had a smile on my face, and I was beginning to relax. Then, I saw my bride walking toward me down the aisle, and I could hardly keep the tension out of my body.She looked incredible. No doubt about that. She’d told me she had only really looked at one dress, and I could see why. She looked unbelievable in it. It was cut to just below her knees, a flowing skirt that faded from cream to a pale blue color. The bodice hugged her body perfectly, and she was wearing the sweetest veil that covered her face as she made her way toward me. Even through the fabric, I could see the huge smile on her face, as though she couldn’t believe this was really happening. I knew exactly how she felt.It see
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife The Big Day
KristoI stared at myself in the mirror, wearing the tuxedo Amaya had picked out for me. I had seen myself in it before, of course, in the hurried fitting earlier in the week, but I felt as though I was looking at myself in it for the very first time. I stared at myself in the mirror for a long moment and pressed my lips together. Why the fuck was I even nervous? I had done this all before with Amaya. And yet, here I was on my wedding day, scared a little bit shitless.There was a knock at the door, and I spun around at once. In my head, I was sure that somehow this was all going to go wrong, that Amaya was going to back out of it before I got her up the aisle, that the speed this had all happened was going to scare her off in the end. Instead, my lawyer entered, and I rolled my eyes.“What is it?” I demanded. He stood there in the door wringing his hands with a panicked look on his face and wearing a slightly rumpled suit.“I just wanted to let you know there’s still time to get a pr
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife You Feel So Good
AmayaBefore he could say a word more to me, I leaned forward and took him into my mouth. He tasted so good, even better than normal, the sweetness of the gel lingering on his body. I could taste that hint of vanilla, just a touch, making him taste like the pastry he had spent all day baking. Guiding him as far into my mouth as I could manage, I wrapped my hand around his base and began to stroke him, taking him deep into my mouth and listening to those appreciative little noises he kept on coming out with. I slipped a hand around his thigh, gripping him tightly, letting him know I would have made him come right here and now if he wanted to. I sank my nails into his skin, wanting to leave marks on his body, to remind him who he belonged to and who belonged to him.I wasn’t sure how long I was there on my knees in front of him, the water running over my body and down my back. I could have stayed there all day, but after a while, it became clear he didn’t want to come like that. He want
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife Shared Shower
AmayaWhen I arrived back at the house, I caught the scent of heaven floating through the room at once. I closed my eyes as I stepped through the door, inhaling deeply—cinnamon, sweetness, a little sharpness. Whatever it was, even if it made me sick, I had to have it right there and then.“Hey, where are you guys?” I called into the house, looking around for Jolene or her nurse. She had arrived today, and Kristo had offered to help her settle in, which I was glad for, as I wanted to get as far ahead on my work at the library as I possibly could before the baby came along.“In the kitchen,” Jolene called back, and I crossed the room to the kitchen. All three of them were there, and Kristo was carefully cutting up some pastries that were still in a steaming-hot pan.“We made baklava!” Jolene exclaimed excitedly, pointing to the pan Kristo was maneuvering his knife around.“I can see that.” I inhaled deeply again and smiled my greeting at Pamela. “And what exactly is that?”“It’s a Greek
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife Forget About Him
KristoI took a deep breath, planted my hands on the desk, and tried to center myself. There was no point getting upset about this. At the end of the day, either he was going to make the effort and come to my wedding or he wasn’t, and there was very little I could do to change his mind if he didn’t want to. Short of flying out to Greece and dragging him by his collar back to Nonna’s house to be there for the ceremony, if he wanted to skip it, he would. And I had a feeling he was going to. Amaya wouldn’t want this to be a stressful time for me. She wanted our wedding to be full of joy, peace, happiness, not me yelling into a phone to my father from half a globe away.I focused on the voices outside the room. Well, they weren’t saying anything, but they were laughing, and that was enough to get me feeling a little better. After a slight delay, Jolene’s nurse Pamela had arrived this morning, and the two of them were getting to know each other. I had offered to stay at home that day to wo
The Billionaire's Unexpected Wife He's Not Coming
Kristo“Malaka,” I muttered to myself, forgetting for a moment that my dad was the one on the other end of the line, and he could well understand I had just called him an—“Did you just call me an asshole?” he snapped at me. I rolled my eyes, tempted to point out that the word didn’t have a specific English translation, but playing the smart-ass was only going to land me in a heap more trouble. As if it wasn’t bad enough as it was.“No,” I lied swiftly. “Look, are you sure you can’t get back sooner than that? You need to be here, Dad. It’s my wedding.”“I know,” he replied tersely. “You think I don’t know that? I’m as annoyed about it as you are.”“Then why won’t you just make the effort and actually come back home?” I pointed out. “This is ridiculous, Dad. Even you must be able to see that.”“I didn’t plan it this way,” he snapped back, but I didn’t believe him. I knew my dad well enough to know he had everything in his life carefully planned out. If he was stuck in Greece right now,
