Mr. Park monopolised Kristov Stavrakos attention, talking about business again. Although Kristov Stavrakos was talking to Mr. Park, I could feel him watching me.

For instance, when I dropped my knife, and picked it up on the floor, his arm extended, serving as a cushion against the table, so I would not bump my head when I got up. Another, when I spilled my wine a little, he put his table napkin over the liquid, to prevent it from running.

The dinner finally ended, and Mrs. Park announced for the ladies to transfer in the living room.

I felt so relieved. At last, I could get away from my employer and hide somewhere. After this evening, I'd make sure that I, as the real Pia Rosi, would not cross paths with Kristov Stavrakos again.

I stood up and excused myself, but Kristov Stavrakos was quick, and removed the chair behind me, like a true gentleman.

"Can I speak with you, later?"

My eyes grew big in surprise.

"Why?"

He glanced at the guests behind me, and answered in a deep sensual voice that gave me goosebumps, "I'm sure, you don't want everyone to hear what I'm going to say to you."

"Um... sure," I replied, then excused myself again.

My heart was beating so fast again. What is he going to talk to me about?

Am I busted already? I never thought he was so observant in small details, he noticed my habit about the walnuts.

I went to the balcony, and Kimberly followed me.

"Damn! He's so hot! You're such a lucky girl," she teased me, "and you talked to him."

"That guy is my boss, Kristov Stavrakos! Why didn't you ask your mom who's the special guest?"

"As if mom would tell me. But seriously? He's the guy?"

Hugging my arms together, I nodded.

"Oh my gosh, girl. He's such a handsome devil in person! Those thick eyebrows, that piercing dark eyes, sharp jawline, delicious looking lips and perfect white teeth, my goodness... I got so full just staring at him already. He's a full course meal!"

I nodded, and continued listening to her.

"I was observing him the whole time... damn..." her chinky eyes grew bigger, "he looks so strong, confident and powerful..."

"But looks don't matter when you're looking for love."

"I agree, but it's an added bonus. Imagine waking up every morning, and seeing that beautiful face. My gosh, girl..." she took a big gulp of her champagne.

"But remember, he's Kristov Stavrakos. The most sought after bachelor in the whole planet. You'll have plenty of competition if you'll date him."

"Why me? I'm trying to sell him to you!"

"What are you talking about?" my lips twisted in dislike.

"Hey... hey... I told you I was observing. The way he looked at you, girl, he was like," she imitated his look, "he was eating you with his eyes."

"Of course not. It's the way he looks at people. That's normal to him."

"Na-ah! He likes you, and I saw him get your number."

I chuckled nastily, then leaned my back against the railing of the balcony.

"He probably does that with every girl he meets. He would ask yours, if you were in my place."

"Maybe before when he was younger, but I don't think he's that kind of man now. He's a very successful businessman, he wouldn't have time to play games on women. Dad runs a company, probably a quarter of the Starvrakos, and he's super busy, he doesn't even have time to cut his nails."

"That's different. Kristov is younger, and has forty staff available 24/7 at his beck and call."

She cleared her throat, then teased me, "you call him Kristov, so you're on a first name basis now?"

"Stop it."

The more I said stop, she kept on continuing to tease me.

"You know I'm not into someone like him. He's not my type."

"Don't be so hypocritical. I saw you blushing all the time, whenever he looked at you."

"Because... I kept on telling lies. Since I started this charade of being a forty-five year old woman, I became this... this... terrible lying person. And his grandma, she was watching... and listening to our conversation."

"She's shipping you both," she burst out laughing, "oh girl... if Stavrakos won't make a move, I'm sure, his grandma would arrange your first date. Maybe she's planning it now already."

"I really hope not," I let out a frustrated sigh, then we both laughed, and continued talking.

"He's really gorgeous. Any girl would fall in love with him easily. No wonder, he wants a middle-aged maid only," her eyed me wickedly, "can I take your job for a day?"

"Of course! My pleasure. Just be ready to be thrown into the pool," I said, then we burst out laughing.

"Stay here, I'll get us some champagne," she left, and I stared at the beautiful swimming pool below.

My goodness, it reminded me of Kristov Stavrakos pool below his balcony. The thought of being thrown into the pool flipped my heart already. I admit, I enjoyed the experience. The thrill and excitement was there every time I thought of it. I even contemplated experiencing it again.

I leaned on the railing and continued watching the deep blue pool, fascinated by the dancing lights on the water. I heard footsteps behind me, thinking it was Kimberly.

"Jumping in the pool from here would be lit. How about if we'll do it later?"

"Not here," a familiar deep voice said, "Mrs. Park would surely freak out."

A soft gasp escaped from my lips. I stood there, blank and shocked. I could smell his scent that made my stomach swirl and my senses spin.

I felt him move closer, so close that I could feel the warmth of his body behind me. I held my breath, my hands trembling against the railings. I was afraid to turn, because if I did, I would end up in his arms.

Cornered. That was what I felt at that moment. Then I saw his large veiny left hand clasped the iron rail, beside mine. I froze. Speechless.

What the hell is he doing?

Then his other hand clasped the other side, beside my right hand.

Trapped. Caged.

My body reacted wildly at his nearness. I felt faint and feverish, all my nerves tingle, and my insides had this delicious sensation that I could not explain.

"We can jump from my bedroom balcony," he whispered behind my ear, his warm breath fanning my cheek, "there's a giant pool below."

I blushed, hating my traitorous body for reacting crazily on him. Obviously, he was well aware of the effect he was having on me too!

I took a deep breath, then scooted down, and went out under his arm. I faced him, and lifted my chin a little.

"If you're trying to pick me up, you've got the wrong girl. I don't give a damn if you're the richest man on earth, or the most eligible bachelor in the whole universe... I'm not interested in anything you're going to offer," my voice was hard as ice, and sharp as a scalpel.

His dark brows rose, an amused smile played across his lips.

"I know you're not that kind of girl," he leaned his hip against the railing, "but the invitation is intended for the future, not now."

What a mind twister. Now, I'm the one who misinterpreted what he said.

"I'm also speaking for the future, Mr. Stavrakos."

"Call me Kristov," he insisted, "it would be awkward if you keep on calling me by my last name when we start dating."

My face heated, but I refused to be charmed by him.

"That will never happen. I don't date men like you."

"Men like me?" he smiled lazily, and walked forward, stopping in front of me.

My heart beat faster, my pulses raced. He was so near me, our bodies just a mere inch away.

"I don't care if you date men like me or not, and I don't even give a damn about your type," lightly he fingered a loose tendril of hair on my cheek, then tucked it behind my ear, "I want you Pia, and I'm going to have you."

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