The Billionaire's Arranged Wife (Book 3)

Chapter 7

*This chapter contains mature content. Grab at your holy waters my angels ;) 

They knew it. Time, distance, nothing could separate them. Because they knew. It was right. It was real- unknown

Athena's POV. 

Upon entering the dining table, as ever the gentleman he immediately rose and held out my seat waiting expectantly for me to sit. Taking my cue, the stretch of silence exceeded as only the sounds of cutlery against platters were heard in the late night as we divulged into the tender braised beef beautifully slow cooked in wine. It was a romantic setting yet the awkwardness in the atmosphere lingered.

"You were not always this quiet agape mou." Nico said into the silence stilling me as I sipped the chilled wine.

"Then I guess you do not know me at all." I responded feeling brave from the few sips of the drink.

A frown marred his lovely mouth as he replied in a low voice, "I guess not but I do know your body Athena." He said to me causing a heat to slowly travel down my body, "Even better than you do."

"Please stop." I pleaded a little too breathless but it was a plea nevertheless.

The inner turmoil of such a day battered me to an extent I needed time to think of everything yet the other half of me craved him like a drug willing my mind to swallow the hurtful accusations and endless heartache.

"Even if I do barely know you, I know right now you do not wish for me to stop." He said in a husky voice that deepened his Greek accent, "Your face is flushed and I know that because it was the same look you delivered after I had kissed you for the first time. You are biting your lip to stop from whimpering which turns me on to no end and I know that because it was that delightful mouth that had me drawn to you in the first place and lastly, without a doubt your thighs are clenched under the table so tightly you might pull a muscle to stop the ache and I know that because they were clenched so tightly around my hip I can still feel it."

"Is that not all true?" He finished off with an intense look in his eyes.

Only this time I recognized it as pure arousal.

"Excuse me." I said to him in a tight voice as I stood up abruptly wanting to get as far away as possible.

In a flash, he went rising knocking his chair over in the bid to reach out and clasp my wrist pulling me against the hard body. Chest to chest I felt every inch of him as the breath left my lungs in a quick rush.

"Answer me and you may leave." He whispered into my ear before settling his eyes back onto my hot face, "Did I just make that up?"

Shaking my head a silent no came out as a self-satisfied smirk lit his features. Letting his hold of me go I suddenly felt the loss of his heat as I almost tumbled over. With a loud screech I awaited the impact that never came as his lightning reflexes tugged me back into his strong arms. With my cheek pressed against his firm chest, I distinctly heard the loud beating of his heart as his fingers soothingly stroked my hair. Leaning down his hot breath whispered against my ear, "Are you okay?"

Slightly lifting my head of his comforting chest I nodded into the depths of his eyes that turned into a deep blue as he gazed at me before slowly letting me go. As I made my way to exit he called after me...

"I want you naked and in my bed by midnight." He commanded.

My heart slammed against my ribcage as I turned around to look into his usual cold features.

How could he and the man from barely seconds ago be the same person?

Anger surged my veins from being bottled up for so many years. As calmly as possible I faced him head on.