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And then, his hands leave my body. I find myself aching for him.
Damn it, Josie.
“There,” the warm growl of his voice says in my ear. “All done for you. You’re nice and oiled up.”
I sigh and gradually begin to sit up.
“Thanks, Victor.”
But when I open my eyes, he is already gone.
I sunbathe on the villa terrace for the rest of the afternoon until it’s time for dinner. As I stand up and look out over the lake, I see Victor far away in the distance – swimming in the crystal-clear waters.
Those long athletic strides of his... He’s so fit, that’s for sure. He’s a man in full command of his body and isn’t afraid of anyone else knowing.
I smile to myself. That’s the billionaire who just rubbed lotion into my back. That’s the man who has taken me here. That’s the actor who bought me flowers and chocolate.
He’s not the playboy that the media make him out to be. He’s so much more.
Victor cooks dinner for the both of us. As with everything the man does, it’s gorgeous. He’s really put effort into this.
He wants to take care of me.
“Thank you for everything, Victor,” I say to him after I’ve eaten the gorgeous food he’s prepared. Like everything, Victor is amazing at cooking. There’s nothing he can’t do.
The man sitting opposite me, his face illuminated by candlelight, simply winks back.
“No problem, Josie. I’ve not had a proper vacation in years. Staying here, with you, feels good.”
We aren’t playing around anymore. We aren’t putting up a façade for the paparazzi. Even though our relationship is fake, we still like each other.
“I’ve never had a man make me dinner before,” I whisper.
“Your ex-husband never did?”
“No.”
“Never?”
“Never.”
“Oh.”
My ex. The man who called me a bitch...
Something is welling up inside me. A whole mix of emotions. A dangerous cocktail.
“Excuse me,” I whisper to Victor, getting up before I even finish speaking. I want to get away from here.
I want to get away from all this... niceness.
I rush to the bedroom, feeling sick.
I close the door, and I finally let myself go. I start to cry. All the emotions are coming up at once. I sit down on the bed as tears pour down from me.
I don’t want Victor to hear all this.
But I can hear he’s already at the door. I can’t blame him – I just got up and ran from the dinner table. He’s checking up on me.
