Read Online A Perfect Wife: International Billionaires V: The Greeks by Caro LaFever - Free Book Online Page B

hot, holy hell. Sex was not noticing how a woman’s hair gleamed white in the light or how her wide mouth looked like crushed berries. Or how her eyes changed from waves of deep blue to velveteen violet.
    Sex was not about panting at the feet of a woman.
    “Come on.” He waved her down again.
    For a moment, once more, rebellion sparked in her eyes and he wondered if she would dare to march up the stairs and back into the plane.
    He glared a warning.
    “ Kýrios Zenos.” An airport employee rushed to his side. “ Kalṓs ḗlthes .”
    Welcome home .
    With a jerk, Aetos swung around and transferred his glare to the waiting man beside him. “This is not my home,” he bit out. “I am an American.”
    The swarthy man stiffened, the gold trim on his navy vest bobbed.
    He heard a snort behind him from the woman. A snort of disapproval. She kept daring to critique him, as if he cared for her opinion one way or the other. She dared to challenge him, his power over her, his total control over her every move.
    The anger bubbled inside. As well as lust, damn her. As well as the need to win.
    Her.
    A challenge. He thrived on challenge.
    His mouth tightened in instant rejection and distaste.
    The airport employee’s eyes widened in distress. He immediately painted a smile of pure supplication on his face. “ Sas tha chtypēména mésō tou telōneíou, Kýrios Zenos. Limouzína sas periménei. ”
    The rolling drawl of his native tongue washed through Aetos. The prickly, pointed accents, the vibration of the vowels, the slide of the consonants. The words hit him in his gut, more poignant and pungent somehow in this home he’d left behind forever.
    Or so he’d thought.
    “ Kýrios Zenos?” The man indicated an airport entry to the right.
    Aetos shook off his stupid reactions and focused on the here and now. Exactly as he’d ordered, they would be whisked quickly through customs by this man. The limo stood waiting as the man had assured him. He needed to get to the hospital soon and make sure his orders regarding his grandfather were being followed.
    The hospital where his family waited for him.
    The prodigal son returning to the fold.
    He dismissed the sharp twist in his stomach. He could handle this. He could handle anything.
    The witch whispered herself into a stance right beside him. The movement jolted him from the contemplation of what was to come. Aetos didn’t know if he should rejoice at this or reject the implications outright.
    She smiled at the airport employee. A bright, gleaming smile of white teeth and lush lips and brilliant pleasure. “Hello. Thank you for meeting us.”
    Pleasure at what, he wondered with gritted displeasure. Pleasure at seeing this swarthy Greek practically fall to his knees in front of her at her greeting? Pleasure at being in Greece, a land that entranced everyone who came here for the first time, but held only bitterness for those who left its shores, planning never to return? Or maybe it was only pleasure at pulling his chain by being gracious in contrast to his curt behavior.
    Usually, he was a bit more diplomatic. But this situation was not usual and he had a right to be curt. Also, he had no reason to explain himself to her or explain the ugliness grinding inside him.
    “Let’s get on with it,” he growled at the male panting in front of her magic.
    She snorted once more. Turning, she strode away from him, with the man pacing beside her, grinning and bobbing his head at her continued smiles.
    Aetos followed behind.
    Aware.
    Of her.
    The rope of her braided hair swinging in synchronicity with her movements. The strut of her long legs and the sashay of her butt encased in those wickedly tight leggings. Every roll of her hips swayed her surprisingly plump cheeks back and forth. Back and forth.
    Back.
    And forth.
    The blood in his body pumped like heated steam in his veins.
    He whipped his cell out and called his PA to go over final details of the flight bringing the best heart