Billionaire Bad Boys of Romance 2(199)

She opened the message.

Oh drat. It was just a reminder that her payment for this month’s usage was due.

Mairi wanted to throw her phone away after reading it.

Afternoon skies darkened into the evening, but she still didn’t hear from him.



“Thank you for taking me out again, but this time you are going to let me pay or I swear I won’t hang out with you anymore.” It had been almost two weeks since she had made Her Greatest Mistake and Mairi was only starting to move on. Mandy and Velvet helped a lot, as did her work and more recently, she even had Ioniko Vlahos helping to keep her occupied.

They were enjoying a meal in his yacht again – the only “safe” and “private” place Ioniko could vouch for as Mairi was adamant about not being seen in public fraternizing with a school patron. It was a beautiful yacht, sleek and white on the outside, luxurious and decorated in plush purple on the inside.

Today, they had decided to enjoy coffee on the deck, lounging in the sun chairs while enjoying the cool breeze fanning their skins.

Ioniko studied the woman next to him intently. She was even lovelier and a hell of a lot sexier than he remembered. She also still had the most amazing breasts, rounded and pert without being too heavy. Even though Mairi liked to dress in loose tops, they were simply too abundant for their size to be properly hidden.

Mairi coughed.

Ioniko grinned as he met her gaze, knowing why she had called his attention.

“You can look at my face, you know,” she said dryly.

“Ditto,” he answered.

“Huh?”

“You look at me, but you do not really see me.”

She tried to make sense of it but couldn’t. “Umm…huh?”

Ioniko suddenly leaned forward, surprising her. Before Mairi could move back, he had already cupped her chin, another arm pulling her closer and closer until she was almost completely out of her chair.

Mairi pressed her lips together tightly. One tiny mistake and they would be…#p#分页标题#e#

“Not going to speak?” he whispered wickedly.

She couldn’t even shake her head. All she could do was glare. If she shook her head, they would be…

“Now,” he breathed, “Do you see me?”

Her eyes widened.

And yes, right now, she did see him.

Ioniko was dressed in nothing but black board shorts, leaving the rest of his naked and beautifully sculpted body exposed for anyone to admire. He had an equally gorgeous face and the always-present wicked gleam in his green eyes only made him more attractive.

He might only be a few years older than her, but there was no mistaking the wealth of experience he possessed as well as the raw strength and power contained in his lean muscular form.

Here was another tall, dark, and handsome Greek billionaire – and somehow she had failed to appreciate the fact.

Ioniko slowly released her and Mairi collapsed back into her chair. “I am a patient man,” he murmured. “But I do not plan to wait forever. I will make my move eventually.”

“You make this sound like a chess game and you’re off to capture a pawn.” She reached for her coffee, thinking a little caffeine could help keep her senses alert.

“It is a game – all this is a game but you are no pawn. You’re the sexiest queen I’ve ever seen and I’ve wanted to fuck you since forever.”

Because Ioniko had always been on his best behavior during their past meetings – and now Mairi knew he had just been biding his time – the words were a complete shock to her, making her hands shake and causing her to accidentally spill scalding hot coffee on her bare legs.

“Ow!”

Ioniko reacted with lightning speed, scooping Mairi up in his arms and taking her to the whirlpool bath nearby. He placed her inside gently and turned the taps on. In seconds, cold water blasted the reddening skin on her thighs.

Tears stung her eyes, but Mairi did her best to blink them away. If she had found the strength not to cry over Her Greatest Mistake, then she was not going to cry over this either.

“You can cry, you know,” Ioniko said quietly.

She shook her head furiously.

She looked like an adorable kid doing her best to pretend she was an adult, and somehow that only made Ioniko want to take her in his arms and promise her that he would protect her against all the evils in the world.

Ioniko could not think of any other woman that would make him feel this…nice or this protective. But then, most other women were made of sterner stuff than Mairi. There was just something stubbornly fragile about her – even though he knew the words did not make sense. It was as if every time she spoke, every time she looked at him or did something – it was as if Mairi was telling the world she had her rose-colored glasses on and she was never going to take them off.