The Billionaire’s Blackmailed Heiress(11)

The next day as promised a large car had arrived to pick Mina up. The driver, a tall handsome man with a polite smile and warm eyes had insisted on carrying her small bag as he had held the door for her, Mina smiling at his thoughtfulness. As they had driven the small distance to Nikos’ villa, he had chatted happily to her in perfect English. She had discovered that his name was Yanis and that he and his family lived on Nikos’ estate. His father was the gardener and mother the housekeeper and he had happily answered her many questions about the estate, Mina finding herself liking him very much. She had been happy to discover that as well as driving he also did odd jobs around the grounds, glad to know that there would be a friendly face around she could talk to. Aware that he was speaking she had leant forward slightly to hear him.

“There are only really two great villas here” he had chuckled, as they had passed a small picturesque village, its houses almost seeming to organically rise from the ground itself.

“There is Nikos’ home…by far the most impressive, and the Villa Aqua, which is being rented”.

Mina had instantly recognised the name of the villa her mother was staying at.

“Are they close?” she had asked gently, closing her eyes softly as he had nodded “Only about ten miles apart”.

Something deep inside Mina had clenched at the knowledge of how her father had carried on his affair with her mother right under his wife’s nose. It seemed cold blooded, and she had grown silent, the other man sensing something wrong within her.

“Madam are you alright?” he had asked gently as she had pulled her unseeing eyes back from the window to give him a small smile.

“Yes…and please Yanis call me Mina”.

In the mirror she had seen as he had nodded, a smile lighting up his handsome features.

“How long are you staying at the villa Mina?”

She had given a small frown, not sure of the answer to that herself.

“I’m don’t really know. A few weeks, a month or so” she had responded vaguely.

Yanis had given her a quizzical look, but had not pursued the matter.

“My mother will enjoy having another woman about” he had said softly “Nikos is not big on having guests, and the women tend not to stay for long”.

Realising that he had gone too far, Yanis had given Mina an apologetic look.

“Forgive me, I should not have said that…Nikos is a good man, just likes his space”.

Mina could see the discomfort on his features, at what he obviously perceived as talking out of line about his employer, and had smiled softly. She imaged that many women spent the night at the villa, but it was interesting to find out that none of them stayed.

As they had rounded the next bend, the road had opened up into a large clearing and Mina had gasped.

The villa truly was breathtaking, and she had leant forward to stare at it. With her artistic eye, even Mina was stunned with how perfectly the villa sat near the edge of the cliff. The aqua of the sea in the background had silhouetted the white-washed walls and terracotta tiled roof with plants creeping up parts of the building itself. Around the estate gardens grew everywhere, the burst of colour vibrant in the setting of the green hillside. That it was large she could see from the many verandas which led from the long windows around the second floor of the home.

With a small gasp, she had appreciated all of this in an instant, hearing Yanis chuckle “Did I not say it was the most beautiful villa?”

Mina had only been able to nod as the car had swept up the long driveway to the grand entrance. As the car had come to a halt, an older woman had rushed from the inside of the house, talking animatedly in Greek to Yanis, who had smiled warmly back, the woman smiling also at Mina, her expression one of nervous respect.

“Good afternoon Madam” she had said softly, giving almost a small curtsy, as Yanis had chuckled, quickly throwing words full of humour at her as he had lifted out Mina’s bag moving forward with her to meet his mother.

“Mina, I should like you to meet my mother” he had said Mina holding back the soft laugh, as the other woman had thrown him a shocked look for his informality. Extending her hand she had taken the surprised looking woman’s, shaking it gently.

“Please call me Mina” she had smiled, her eyes full of warmth, seeing as the other woman had relaxed nodding and smiling back.

“Then you must call me Theresa” she had insisted, as Mina had nodded in return, her eyes once more flying to the villa, shining with wonder.

“It is truly a beautiful place Theresa” she had murmured softly, as the older woman had enthusiastically nodded.