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I have to lick my lips to keep the drool from dripping down my chin.
Fucking hell.
Really, I should be satisfied with this tiny little taste.
We know where the Greeks are staying. That gives us a big advantage.
When Ray finally texted me this address, he also let me know that Maksim had been fielding calls from Retsos all night.
The fucker is practically begging for us to give Sophia another chance. He knows that they fucked up and he seems desperate for this to work out.
But I have a feeling that Sophia has been crying for a different reason. She’s not disappointed about how today went. She doesn’t want to marry a monster like me.
So, what’s upsetting her?
For some stupid fucking reason, I’m desperate to find out… almost as desperate as I am to sneak into her room and tear that tiny little nightgown right off of her succulent body.
Before my raging cock can rip through my pants, I hear the sound of an approaching car. Sophia seems to hear it as well, because her puffy eyes go wide and her gaze snaps towards the window that I’m watching her through.
For a moment, our eyes meet… and my heart fucking stops.
Those eyes.
I’ve never seen a brown so soft. So innocent… and then, suddenly, so filled with fear… and hate.
What’s happening?
I get my answer soon enough.
When I finally force myself to look away from the mysterious princess and down to the commotion occurring outside of the plantation, I see that a familiar face has returned.
Thales Retsos.
The bastard.
For as much fury as I have directed towards Sophia for fucking around with me so carelessly, I’m even more furious at this bald Greek bastard.
The way he treated her… Where the fuck does he get off?
Doesn’t he know that I would never let another man talk to my wife that way? If he truly wanted us to get married, he would have had the common sense to be respectful around the two of us. Instead, he inflamed me so badly that a gunfight almost broke out.
… And all over some girl I didn’t even know existed until a couple of months ago.
This is such a fucking mess.
Carefully, I watch as Retsos speaks briefly to his men out front, then I follow him inside, turning on my thermal mode again. Immediately, he’s heading upstairs.
His steps are furious and I can practically see the tension building in his body. He better not be going to Sophia’s room.
But I know that he is.
Before he can get there, I rip out my phone and text Maksim.
Call Retsos NOW. Tell him we’re willing to take one last meeting.
Pulling my binoculars back up, I watch as Retsos storms towards Sophia’s door. Just as he’s about to kick it down, he stops.
Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out his phone.
