Chapter 2:

Katherine POV:

After 6 days of pure bliss, sun, sand and endless cocktails, tonight was our final night in Greece. Chris and I had spent hours walking around the towns, shopping, eating and exploring, but spending most of our day's beach-side sipping on glorious cocktails. Greece definitely has a piece of my heart as we had met so many locals and made so many new friends, but Chris had clients stacking up at home and I had to find work, so here we are packing before planning to go to a nice restaurant for our last night and chill at the beach.

I had just packed my final item of clothing when Chris come rushing into the room

"Are you done packing?" I nod "We need to go shopping, now!" I am so confused

"Wait, Chris, why? We have already shopped the whole of yesterday" he lifts his phone in the air and grabs my bag, walking out the door me following him while he explains

"I just got a call from that designer lady we met yesterday, and I might have some new potential clients from Greece, but they need me, so us, to come to their club opening tonight and this client is too big to say no, and these are some of the richest and most powerful people in Greece honey so we need to go and get ready so are you in?" well, it is our last night...

"Let's go!" he laughs, claps his hands in excitement and we hail a taxi to take us to the central city in Greece. A few hours later, a ridiculous amount of money spent for outfits and a full Chris makeover later, a sleek black Rolls-Royce shows up in front of the resort waiting for us

"Mr Ford?" Chris nods and a large man in a suit opens the car door and we are escorted to the club...who are these people?

As we near the city, I see a long row of people queued outside and see the club in view, it is absolutely massive. We drive straight past the line and round a corner, where there is a golden rope and a door being guarded. The car stops and the guard opens the door, helping us out. As our car drives away, another Rolls-Royce pulls up as we walk into the club, must be the VIP entrance as we are handed champagne and welcomed into the club.

We are guided upstairs, to the VIP section and Chris spots the designer who had called him, introducing us and she orders a couple more drinks for us. They start talking business in another language and I excuse myself, flagging down one of the waitresses wearing minimal clothes and carrying trays of expensive food around the VIP section as I can feel the alcohol taking effect. I head over to an empty seat close by the railing where you could see the packed club below, chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, girls dancing on mini-stages throughout the club and the DJ blasting the music. I should be there with the "normal" people instead of up here with these VIP's.

As I finished my last bite, I looked over at Chris who was deep in conversation with some more people, so I decided to head downstairs as it looked like more fun anyway, I ordered a few tequila shots and one more drink before I headed out to the dance floor. I was extremely tipsy at this point and my feet were starting to hurt, curse these high ass heels Chris convinced me to wear, I head over to the bar when I see Chris sit down next to me and I smile lazily at him

"How was your meeting?" he laughs at me and orders himself a drink

"Miss Katherine, are you drunk?" I pout and shake my head no "Nope"

He just laughs and we head out to the dance floor again, dancing for a bit before I excuse myself to go to the bathroom as I feel extremely hot, so I just needed to pat my face with some cold water. When I get back, Chris is lip-locking with some random guy, but decide to enjoy myself and dance alone when I bump into a wall. I look up straight into an extremely muscled chest, his t-shirt outlining muscles and showing off all his tattoos, I slowly lift my gaze and more tattoos are up to his neck when I meet aqua eyes and I have to do my best not to audibly gasp, this man is absolutely gorgeous, a pure Greek God. He just stares at me and I can feel my face heating up I start apologizing when a slender model-looking girl throws herself at him and starts kissing him. I start backing away and go back to the bar, ordering another drink. I should have known an Adonis like him wouldn't be attracted to extra curves...

A few seconds later, another drink is placed in front of me and I look at the bartender confused. He looks over to my far left and I look over at the Adonis shocked but he smirks at me, lifts his drink and winks at me. I take a sip of the drink and look over again only for him to be missing. I then hear a deep voice behind me

"You disappeared..." I turn and face the Adonis, the words barely making it out of my mouth

"I-I....you were busy" busy? What's wrong with me, I mentally facepalm myself. "Thanks for the drink" I turn back towards the bar before I further embarrass myself, but he takes a seat next to me

"Sorry about that earlier, I have no idea who that was" he looks at me and I turn to him

"You don't have to apologize to me, I'm not your woman..." oh my God can the floor just open up and swallow me, I swear this liquid courage is going to be the death of me "...besides, you probably like them model-thin like her anyway..." I don't know if it's the mixture of flashbacks from Justin and that girl and all the alcohol but I can't help but feel a bit angry?

He lets out a deep laugh and I don't know what's wrong with me but that smile of his and that laugh has my heart racing and my panties wet...I need to get myself out of this situation before I say more stupid things.

"Excuse me" I quickly ramble and jump off the chair, heading towards the dance floor, when I feel my arm being pulled and that deep voice

"Hey...that's not fair, you don't know what I like..." all I can do is look at him, when the music slows down and he pulls me closer, I turn to jelly

"Come on beautiful, dance with me" he smiles at me and I roll my eyes as he chuckles but I wrap my arms around his neck and he pulls me close enough for me to feel his body heat as we dance. As the music speeds back up, he puts his hands on my waist and we grind against each other as he brings his head closer to mine feeling courageous, I grab his shirt and press my lips against his. The kiss is hot and passionate as his hands cup my ass and my hands grab his hair. A few minutes later, we stop and look into each other's eyes with lust and need. He grabs my hand and we head out of the club, laughing like teenagers. When we get outside, the driver brings a car around and opens the door. He looks at me reaching out his hand and I grab it, getting into the car. I send Chris a quick text telling him I'm fine and the car starts driving.

He lifts me onto his lap as we are seated at the back and his hands go to my waist, my hands going through his hair and I start rubbing against his crotch and he lets out a guttural moan, closing his eyes and grabbing my waist harder. As he opens his eyes looking at me smirking, he leans forwards and captures my lips in his as we start aggressively making out in the back seat.