The Billionaire’s Runaway Bride(45)

As she had clung to him, he had continued thrusting into her still-throbbing body until he too had cried out, once more experiencing the same mind-blowing release, collapsing heavily onto her, their breaths joining as they had both gasped in lungfuls of air, their slick sweating bodies cooling together.

Pulling the sheets over them both, Alexos had kissed her once more; his eyes full of such warmth, Grace lost the fight to stay awake as her eyes had fluttered shut as sleep had taken her, Alexos quickly joining her.

She had woken the next morning, light only just starting to fill the morning sky, to the sound of his quiet movements as he had pulled on his trousers and shirt, lifting his clothes as he had tiptoed to the door.

“And how many times have you snuck out of a woman’s bedroom in your life?” Alexos straightening as he had given her a broad smile.

“Not as many as you might think young lady” his voice full of fun as peeking out into the hall to ensure the coast was clear he had blown her a kiss slipping out of the room.

Grace had given a contented sigh falling back against the pillows, a dreamy smile on her lovely face. She was in love. Her mother was finally escaping the clutches of her father…all seemed so well with the world, with a blissful look on her face she had once more fallen asleep.

Several hours later, waking with the sunlight streaming through the window she had thrown back the covers, quickly jumping into her shower humming happily to herself. There seemed nothing that could ruin her day, everything was going so well. The image of Alexos had stilled her, pausing for a second as she had thought about him. The agreement they had was for her to stay with him for the month, but perhaps he might want to still see her, Grace feeling the rush of love for the man once more fill her.

His comments to her father last night had filled her with hope; hope that perhaps there might be more to what was happening between them than just revenge, for the first time daring to believe that perhaps she really could have it all. The perfect job, the perfect husband - the perfect life.

Downstairs Alexos and his father had been seated on the large sun deck, Alexos flashing her a wicked grin.

“Did you sleep well?” a seemingly innocent question as Grace had held back the need to laugh as she had nodded smiling at his father.

For the rest of the day they had enjoyed exploring his father’s Greek estate, Grace shaking her head to find out that he had only planned on staying there for a few days, his father needing to return to work the next day. Grace had watched as the two men had discussed business, she seeing how much of the workload Alexos was responsible for, realisation hitting her that while she had been working he had not been sunbathing.

Later at night after another sumptuous meal, Nikoli had pulled out pictures of Alexos as a child, Grace hearing stories of his childhood and looking at the images of his mother and father, Grace so aware of the warmth that had filled the older man as he had talked of his wife.

When Alexos had again snuck into her room she had lain beside him snuggled into his embrace, their hearts once more slowly resuming back to a normal beat, fingers entwined as he had held up her hand to admire the ring that flashed on her small finger.

“Alexos…can I ask you something?”#p#分页标题#e#

The nod and kiss on her forehead the answer as she had spoken so softly

“What happened to your mother?”

The long sigh had made her look up seeing the pain in his eyes.

“Sorry…I didn’t mean to upset you…it doesn’t matter” her eyes full of apology. Giving her a kiss he had looked ahead his mind full of the woman they were talking about.

“My mother was an amazing woman Grace. She was a journalist…covered most of the big stories”

His eyes full of pride “She was fearless, didn’t matter who it was, she went after the truth like a bloodhound. She didn’t care if she was dealing with beggars on the street or kings of foreign countries, to her all that mattered was the truth”

Smiling, Grace had enjoyed hearing the love in his voice hearing as he had paused, his tone becoming sombre, sadder.

“When I was 23 she was coming back from the middle-east and her plane crashed”

Groaning softy, Grace had turned “I’m so sorry Alexos…that must have been awful”

Dropping another kiss onto her head he had nodded softly.

“It was…but it destroyed my father…he was never the same. My parents used to live on the island, it was their main base. After she died he has never set foot on it again, it was almost as if he gave up the will to live” a weary sigh leaving him.

“I guess that the men in our family only fall in love once” a strange smile lighting his handsome face as he had turned her over and kissed her, the fires once more lighting between the two.