Why Can't It Just Be You?

~ One ~

Wish I Could Say the Same to You

After last night's party at her close friend's house, Phoebe felt a little quirky. She had only a few drinks but she still felt the world was on her shoulders the moment she woke up from Camilla's bed. Her dad sent his Bugatti Veyron to fetch her from Camilla's house and she was thankful of it. Her father never forbid her of anything she asked as long as she remained true to her words --- finish her studies, submit herself to training in managing the business, and marry one of Greece's most eligible bachelors.

Clad in green Prada dress, Stuart Weitzman stilettos, and big, rounded D&G sunglasses, she got out of the luxurious car in front of the Perkos' mansion which was located at the Athens suburb of Palaio Psychiko, home to the richest people in Greece.

Realizing that her phone had been ringing already for minutes even while she was still in the car, she dug it finally in her LV handbag.

Looking at the caller in the screen, Phoebe learned that it was her fiancé, Zarkos Rozena.

"Agapiméni, I've been calling you for years," the familiar voice immediately reached her eardrum the moment she slid her finger in the green bar.

"Oh, my God, agápi mou, I'm sorry. I have a bad day today. I feel so awful. You know, party at Camilla's last night... got drunk..." she replied in all honesty as she walked gracefully towards the entrance of the mansion.

Zarkos Rozena was a liberated man. She felt lucky to have this man as her fiancé because, as a liberated woman herself, there was nothing that she ever treasure in life but freedom to do her usual stuffs like hanging out with friends and partying with them. Her fiancé never interfered in all of those.

"Okay. I just called to remind you that you will be attending my party tonight. I want you to be ready by 9:00." Zarkos was referring to the luxurious party to be held for the opening of his new hotel built in the heart of Athens.

"No problem," she said, now treading towards the main door of the mansion. She was satisfied of the time set by her fiancé because it was just a few minutes right after the sunset. She would still have a lot of time to prepare herself.

"My parents, by the way, will be coming tonight," Zarkos told her the news.

His parents were now based in Milan. They only found time to visit to Athens whenever there was an important occasion which usually involved family affairs. The Rozenas were close to the Perkos family. Hence, it was not a question why she was engaged to be married to the eldest son who now managed the luxurious hotels of the Rozenas.

"Okay. That's it, agapiméni. Bye," Zarkos said, giving a hint to end the call.

Passing the gigantic main door now, Phoebe was about to reply with a 'Bye' when she bumped into someone's chest. In exasperation, she wasn't able to prevent her phone from falling to the floor made of the finest marble.

The man, who immediately caught her arms, dropped some papers to the floor. He was actually standing in the grand sitting hall just across the large fireplace and going over on some important papers that he was not able to detect the arrival of this woman who was now enveloped in his arms.

Both of them looked at each other and, after some time, he released her. There was a pause for a moment or two.

He stared at her face and he couldn't see the emotion behind those sunglasses of hers. For three years, he hadn't seen her and, now, that she was before him, he couldn't explain what he was feeling. She was the reason why he chose to study abroad. But now that he was back, he had no other choice but to meet her again and be prepared to see her again and again.