Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 178200 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 713(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 178200 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 713(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Could life truly be this beautiful forever?
As soon as the insidious thought entered her mind, she pushed it away just as quickly. Reaching for Damen’s note, she folded it carefully and took the note with her as she got up from bed. Padding towards her dressing table in one corner of the room, she pulled the drawer open and placed it inside, together with the other notes from Damen that she lovingly cherished.
Pushing the drawer closed, she headed back to bed and reached for her phone on the table.
Mairi: Good morning. I got your note, but I still miss you.
She hesitated before sending it, wondering if it sounded too clingy. Normally she tried to keep it cool, not wanting to risk making her Greek billionaire feel claustrophobic in their marriage.
Whoever said about married couples with fairy tale weddings living happily ever after had it wrong, Mairi thought. Every day of her marriage was a dream come true, but it was also hard work, the way everything felt like a rollercoaster. Her little one was a blessing, and though she loved their baby to pieces, she couldn’t help worrying. Damen Leventis had lived by his own rules all his life. Wasn’t it inevitable he would feel tied down by their life?
Biting her lip, she decided to clear the entire message and start again.
Mairi: Good morning. I got your note – thank you. I’m going to keep it, too. I hope you don’t tire yourself too much at work. I look forward to seeing you tonight, too. I love you. Your wife, Mairi Tanner-Leventis
Sent.
And that was that, Mairi thought. It wasn’t really what she wanted to say, but none of it was a lie either.
She headed to their huge en-suite bathroom, one that also made headlines when Damen allowed a popular lifestyle magazine to feature their home in exchange for having a percentage of their sales donated to charity. The bathroom was tasteful and decadent at the same time, decorated in shades of black, gold, and purple.
Checking her watch, she opted to take a quick shower rather than a luxurious soak in the Jacuzzi. Today would be the worst time to be late, and she didn’t want to take any chances.
WHEN DAMEN LEVENTIS silently entered the bedroom, he found his young wife standing in front of the windows, a wistful expression on her lovely face. She was towel-drying her hair with one hand, and her slim body was hidden under the folds of a thick bathrobe.
His bathrobe.
The sight of her wearing something of his made Damen’s chest tighten in pleasure. He knew then he was right in coming here.
Across him, his beautiful Mairi remained oblivious to his presence, her dark eyes revealing longing. She was staring at the building across their home. It was the new headquarters of Leventis Enterprises, the place where he worked.
He walked towards her, and by the time she became startlingly aware of his presence, Damen was already behind her, his hand lifting her hair up so he could place a soft kiss on the side of her neck.
“Damen.” A soft whisper, filled with quiet happiness, at the realization that her gorgeous powerful husband was really here, standing behind her.
Wordlessly, he untied her bathrobe and she let him. She blushed from head to toe as the bathrobe fell to the carpeted floor. Even though she knew the glass in front of her was tinted, preventing anyone outside from seeing them, it still felt wicked, standing so promiscuously naked before the windows.
A sigh escaped her as his lips again nuzzled her neck. She melted against him, arching her neck as his arms wrapped around her, one hand cupping her breast, playing with her nipple.
“I love you.”
Damen’s huskily spoken words made her knees weak, and she felt so ridiculously shy as she mumbled back, “I l-love you, t-too.”
Damen chuckled at his wife’s adorably shy tone. Pulling away, he let his fingers slowly drift against her naked back, luxuriating in its satiny texture. She gasped, the sound sensuous, making his cock harden.
“Why...” His fingers drifted lower, reaching the small of her back. “...does it feel like you’re even less used to me saying ‘I love you’ now that we’re married, compared to when we were just going out?”
She squeezed her eyes shut in mortification. “I don’t know myself.” She felt his fingers curve around the cheeks of her bottom, and again a gasp escaped her, just before his fingers tightened, squeezing. A second later, he had her whirling around to face him.
She tried to cover herself right away. It didn’t feel right, that she was completely naked while he was fully dressed in one of his incredibly elegant business suits. But he didn’t let her, capturing her wrists and forcing them down.
She opened her mouth to protest, but he spoke first.
“I love you.”