Zacharias Petropoulos is the heir of Petropoulos Enterprises Holdings Incorporations. He is half Greek and half Danish, handsome and sexy as a Greek God. He could get what he wanted in just a snap of his fingers. Every woman fell for his charm. But...
He smirked at me; I rolled my eyes. Suddenly, the door opened. A girl walked in. When she saw us, her eyes widened. I flushed. She looked at Zack like she was mesmerized by him. I rolled my eyes, looking at her angrily. The girl noticed my anger and walked out without saying a word. When I turned my face towards Zack, he was smirking.
"What?" I snarled at him, shrugging my shoulders.
"Are you jealous, gynaika mou?" he asked me as he raised an eyebrow and smiled, amusingly. Am I jealous? No. Of course not, or am I? No, no, no! You are not jealous, Lisa. Don't think about it.
"No." He shot me a sly smile. I narrowed my eyes at him and walked out.
***
I opened my eyes in the morning. The sun was shining through the windows. I got up and changed my clothes. After washing my face, I went downstairs and had breakfast with my parents.
After breakfast, my parents left. My father went to the holding. My mother went shopping with Zack's mother. They became friends.
Afterwards, I went to my bedroom. I took my clothes off and went to the bathroom. I turned on the water.
Zack hasn't called me nor sent me a message. Where was he? I talked to Marina on the phone, but I didn't dare to ask her about Zack. She didn't mention him either.
I was curious.
Perhaps he found a new adventure with slender legs. I rolled my eyes at the thought.
After taking a shower, I wrapped a towel around my body. I dried my hair with another and left the bathroom. When I came back, I was shocked. Zack was laying on my bed.
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He looked at me from head to toe with lustful eyes.
"Wow! I did not expect a very hot welcome. Did you miss me?" he asked, biting his lower lips without taking his eyes off my body.
"What...are you doing here?"
"Lying on your bed." He smirked. I rolled my eyes.
"Get up! If anybody sees, how will I explain to them that you are in my bedroom? And moreover, I have a towel on me."
"Your mother is with my mother. Your father is at the holding. I came after I had waited for your mother to leave." At least he was thoughtful.
"But the housekeeper is home too."
"I don't care." He shrugged his shoulders. The arrogant bastard came back.
"Get up and go!"
"No, come and try," he said.
"Ugh! You are like a child."
Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and pulled me down onto his firm chest. He wrapped his arms around me and rolled us over quickly. He was on top of me now. He held my hands above my head in a tight grip.
"Let go of me! What the hell are you doing?" I yelled at him, squirming under him.
"No, my tigress."
He leaned down and kissed my lips passionately. He slipped his other hand under my towel, caressing my thigh. I moaned into his mouth. He plunged his tongue into my mouth. My mind was blowing under his expert kisses, touches. I was speechless. My mind was blank. I could not think properly. He moved his hand up and opened my towel. He trailed kisses down to my neck, to my breasts, still holding my hands above my head. He held my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pulling it. I groaned, arching my back.
"S...stop...Zack," I murmured, closing my eyes.
"Are you sure you want me to stop, gynaika mou?"
He trailed his hands down between my legs and cupped my core; I moaned. He found my lips and kissed me. He shoved a finger in me; I moaned.
"You are wet for me, gynaika mou."
He murmured between his kisses on my neck.
"Zack...please..."
"What please? Stop or continue, gynaika mou?"
I did not know. Really, what did I want? Stop him or not? His finger was torturing me while he was kissing, sucking my neck, making me moan again and again.
"Come for me, gynaika mou," he murmured in my ear, pulling my earlobe between his teeth.
"Zack," I murmured, closing my eyes.
"Yes...gynaika...mou," he said, kissing my breast. I came, screaming his name out. I opened my eyes, panting. Our eyes met. He was looking at me affectionately. He gave a gentle kiss on my lips. He pulled his finger out and sucked it, closing his eyes. "Delicious."
He opened his eyes and released my hands from his grip. We looked at each other without talking or moving. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Zack got up quickly. I wrapped my towel around my body.
"Go into the bathroom," I whispered; he nodded.
I opened the door and asked, "Yes?"
"Your orange juice, Ms. Phillips."
"Oh yes, thank you." I picked the glass from the tray and drank it. She left.
I closed the door. I leaned against the door and closed my eyes. I breathed in deeply. I put the glass on the vanity table. Zack came back.
"You need to go."
He came closer to me and kissed my lips gently, pulling me to him by my waist. I kissed him back. He pulled back.
"See you later, gynaika mou."
He walked out and closed the door behind him. I ran my finger along my lips and smiled. I shook my head. What am I doing? He's Stefano's cousin. It was wrong of me to kiss him back. But why do I feel like this? I have to stop this.
I'm going to talk to him tomorrow and get my necklace back.
