Chapter 3:

Katherine POV

I feel the sun on my skin and try to move but there's something holding me down...I look down and there's an arm around my waist. I look to my left and flashbacks of the night come rushing back to me

Our lips never leave each other from the car all the way to his house, goodness I didn't even realize we were in his house until we finally came up for air. Wow, this penthouse was gorgeous! Lord, who is this man? He brings me a glass of water and some aspirin, I think I'm in love, I thank him and he goes to the kitchen after I've finished with my glass. I follow him and definitely the alcohol still taking charge as I approach him, his back towards me at the basin and I slowly run my hands up his chest, kissing his back and I feel his muscles stiffen under my touch.

He quickly turns around and lifts me over his shoulder, almost damn near jogging to the bedroom and places me down on the bed, removing his shirt "dikia mou (mine)" he says in his low voice as he literally rips the costly red dress from my body and soon after every single item of clothing no longer existed and all I remember is a light sweat forming on our bodies as we went round after round throughout the night until I couldn't move anymore. He then pulled me close "goodnight beautiful" was all I heard before sleep consumed me...

I hear a groan next to me and freeze, trying not to wake him. I can't help but reach out to the strands of hair hanging in his face and take it all in with my eyes, my god this man is gorgeous and I could definitely see myself falling for him but-

And as if a ton of bricks hit me, I feel this pit in my stomach. If I was so drunk last night, he must've been too...and I didn't want to think about what his reaction would be to seeing my body when he woke up, what if he was so drunk that he didn't even realize who he'd had taken home? Urgh, I can't risk another Justin situation and I don't think my heart is ready for rejection again...I mean, look at him, I so badly want to trace the tattoos all over his body and cuddle deeper into his muscled arms but...snap out of it Kat, you're not his type and his was probably drunk as you were. I take a photo of this beautiful man with my mind and slowly wiggle out from under his arm, and my heart aches as he reaches out for me and I place a pillow in my spot. Maybe if we didn't meet when we were both drunk, who knows? But we're clearly from different worlds; I am reminded as I look around his massive bedroom, screaming money at me.

I tiptoe around the room, gathering my underwear, shoes and my dress is in tatters so I borrow one of his shirts and make my way to the door, feeling like shit for making an escape without saying goodbye but I'm never seeing him again anyway as I had to save literally for a year to come to Greece, I didn't even get him name...I decided to at least have some manners, find a piece of paper and pen and leave a note on the kitchen table.

I left for the airport. Thank you for a magical evening. –K

Oh, whatever, what the hell do you write after a one night stand? Should I have put my number? Eh, anyway, it'll have to do I guess...taking one last longing look at the beautiful man sprawled out on the bed, in another life we could've maybe---

No, Kat! Stop! I take a deep breath and start tiptoeing once again towards the door when I hear the door open and a maid walks in. I freeze and she gasps but then we greet each other, she asks if I would like coffee and some breakfast but I politely decline and make my way out of the apartment, heading towards the elevator. On my way out I got some strange looks but nonetheless, I made it to the villa and three hours later Chris and I boarded a plane heading back home. We both spilt the tea on our evenings as Chris also went home with dance floor hottie last night, but they exchanged numbers and were texting constantly back and forth, whereas I didn't even know Aqua eyes' name...

The next week, my dreams and thoughts were filled with Aqua-colored eyes and tattoos, I only spent one night with that Greek God but he's already ruined other men for me...Get a grip, Katherine, I needed to find a job. And so my endless application and interview process started until finally, I got a job at one of the best firms, Drakos Law, the salary was amazing and they warned me about overtime and long hours but hey, it was a blessing and a massive opportunity to work with some of the best lawyers in the world. They were opening up a new branch here and so the staff is rather small at first but they plan on expanding and I am always up for a challenge.

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One year later

In only 12 months, the firm went from renting two floors to purchasing the whole building. The Drakos family had an illustrious list of clients who paid millions and they handled high profile cases. There were ten times the amount of workers we started with and the firm was so large here that Mr Drakos practically moved down here from Greece so that he could be more hands-on in his business. I have worked tirelessly and continuously putting in extra time and work and it had finally paid off when Mr Drakos appointed me to assist as a paralegal on a huge case with the firms' top lawyer and we had won. This had earned me my first ever private office, glass windows and all. Now, I am the 'managing paralegal' of sorts, assisting new workers including lawyers and paralegals in the operations of the firm.

I am answering and browsing through emails when I see an office email from Mr Drakos' secretary stating that there will be a quick meeting in the firms' conference hall for all managing members and lawyers, as well as any staff who wished to be present. After lunch, I head to the hall where virtually almost everyone is gathered and Mr Drakos walks up to the podium:

Good Afternoon, everyone, I will make this brief. I am incredibly proud of the work you have all done thus far at the firm and because of your hard work we have become the number one firm in the country. I firmly believe that this branch can now run without me, as I do miss my family back in Greece as well. Therefore, I will be going back home and will fly out every three months to check in on you all. I will not leave you without a leader, someone who will be in direct contact with me and keep a hand on things. My son, Apollo, will be arriving next week and he will take charge as a partner, he has been trained and is an excellent lawyer. I trust that you will all help him and welcome him as you have with each other over the past year. In the same breath, I wish to call upon my wonderful secretary who has been with me for thirty years and moved down with me from Greece to help me get everyone sorted. She is officially retiring this month as well and will help Apollo's new secretary before she leaves. That is all, thank you for your hard work and please keep an eye on emails for farewell invitations. Good Afternoon and thank you.

There is applause from the audience and murmurs in the crowd, especially from the secretary clique and as I pass them by all I hear are comments about who is going to be Mr Drakos's son's new secretary

"I heard he looks like an Adonis"

"I hear he sleeps with a different woman every night"

"Apparently his secretaries don't last more than a month, he's that intense. And all his secretaries look like the walked off a runway, model thin-"

"He never does interviews and only a hand full of people have actually seen photos of him. He keeps his life extremely private, but there are rumours"

I just continue to pass them and order a coffee at the firm café. I know I shouldn't listen to gossip but it sounds as though I should stay out of the son's way as he sounds like a playboy who goes after looks and I'm clearly not his type so I just need to keep my head down and work.

At the end of the day, I switch off my office light and hear a beep from my phone. It's a text from Chris:

I've got pizza and wine ready hun, let's get you laid!

I burst out laughing, Chris has been encouraging me to go on these dating sites and I finally gave in, tonight we are setting up my profile and see where it takes me, I think I'm finally ready as those Aqua eyes have become less frequent and I'm convinced I'll never meet him ever again.