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Christos
CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
A Month and a Half Later
GREECE
“With all due respect,she is perfect,” Yuri says beside me as we watch my woman posing for the last photos of the shoot. After that, we will be officially on vacation.
I’m not jealous of men looking at her. How could I be when making people look at her is her profession? As long as they don’t get close, I’m fine with that.
Besides, I know Yuri isn’t being malicious. He, like me, is used to seeing beautiful women. Some are beautiful in photographs after a lot of editing, but I’ve seen Zoe in all kinds of ways: wet hair, sweaty, in a sweatshirt, and dolled-up, like now. I can say, without fear, that for me, there isn’t a more beautiful woman in the world.
“What fascinates me is not just her physical appearance but her as a whole.” She is shy but also naughty during sex. She doesn’t ask or say much but goes along with me, allowing herself to experience everything.
I feel my dick grow as I remember how we had sex on the beach yesterday in the middle of the night.
Zoe riding me in the moonlight is a memory I will carry forever.
And then there’s her other side, something I’ve never found in a woman—maybe because I didn’t want it either. The mixture of sweetness and determination. The courage to step in when she thinks I’m working too hard and needing a break. Without the slightest embarrassment, she comes to my lap and kisses me, not worried about whether I’m closing a deal.
As if that weren’t enough, there are still the little things, like calling my mom every day, just like she does with hers, to see if they’re okay or need anything.
My parents arrive tomorrow morning, but we’ve been here for a week. Bringing them in earlier didn’t make sense when we couldn’t give them any attention.
I have never watched a photo session for a catalog before, mainly because I was not interested, but I knew how much work it involved. She must be exhausted from standing around all day in high heels and a bikini—which, by the way, is driving me crazy.
“Hey, boss, I didn’t mean it.” Yuri catches my eye, misinterpreting my silence.
“What?” I look back at him in time to see a barely concealed smile.
“Never mind, Christos. I got it. Your problem is not jealousy of me but being mesmerized by your woman.”
Half an hour later, Zoe finally comes over to us.
I can see the exhaustion in the eyes of the team and the two other models who participated in the shoot with us—they arrived three days ago.
I ignore everyone.
Yuri defined it well: I am completely mesmerized by my mermaid.
“Do you want to swim? I’m dying of heat,” she says, hugging me.
“Yes, but not on the beach. Let’s go home.”
“They’re all going to leave today, aren’t they?”
“Yes. And the island will be ours.”
“For twenty-four hours until your parents arrive. Oh, and let’s not forget about the dozen employees.”
“I told them they didn’t have to come and take care of the house, but they didn’t listen.”
“Ah, poor little Greek tycoon. Here, he’s not the all-powerful CEO; he’s just a little boy.”
I slap her ass to punish her for mocking me.
I told her that I was born on this island, where my whole family always lived. My parents were employees, and when my grandmother died, that was the cue for us to leave. I came back as soon as I made enough money and bought it because I knew my father had an emotional connection to the place. What I didn’t count on was that I would also fall in love with my motherland again.
