by Marian Tee
A FLING WITH THE GREEK BILLIONAIRE (STANDALONE)
BY MARIAN TEE
About A Fling with the Greek Billionaire
She’s an impulsive and flirtatious artist. He’s a workaholic billionaire and a control freak. A one-night stand is all that should work for the two of them, but all it takes is a single taste to make them realize they want more.
28-year-old Nik Alexandropoulos desires revenge. Furious at Daria’s deception, Nik is determined to teach her a lesson she won’t ever forget. He would do everything to make the beautiful liar fall in love with him. He would make her believe in a future for them, a damn happy-ever-after, and once she does, it would be Nik’s absolute pleasure to destroy her dreams and introduce Daria to the other woman he intends to marry.
This can be read as a standalone, but a prequel for A Fling with the Greek Billionaire is also available.
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Standalone Novels
His Fair Lady – Prince Julian knows the blind fortune teller Cass is everything he wants in a woman, but she can never be his bride.
Greek Billionaire Romance Serials
24-year-old school teacher Mairi, a hopeless romantic, thinks all her dreams will come true with Greek billionaire Damen Leventis. Problem is, he only wants her as a mistress.
The Art of Catching a Greek Billionaire (FREE!)
The Art of Trusting a Greek Billionaire
The Art of Loving a Greek Billionaire
The Art of Forgiving a Greek Billionaire
The Art of Wedding a Greek Billionaire
The Art of Kissing a Greek Billionaire (FREE!)
Schoolteacher Velvet enters into a marriage of convenience but is too proud to tell her Greek billionaire husband it’s because she’s in love with him.
The Greek Billionaire and I
24-year-old Willow is an ill-mannered junior editor.
27-year-old Stavros Manolis is a conservative Greek billionaire. They have nothing in common except…that one night they had with each other.
The Greek Billionaire and His Secretary (FREE)
Dear Greek Billionaire
Love, Your Greek Billionaire
Forever and Ever, My Greek Billionaire
Mediterranean Affairs
(Greek Billionaire Romance Mini-Series)
A Fling with the Greek Billionaire – Furious over his lover’s deception, control freak billionaire Nik is determined to teach the free-spirited Daria a lesson on revenge.
Prequel
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The Greek Billionaire and the Nanny – Coming Soon!
Prequel
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Eternally Seduced: Contemporary Romance (7-in-1) Boxed Set
How Not to be Seduced by Billionaires (4 parts) – 24-year-old Yanna has old-fashioned ideals about love, and all of it are put to the test when her CEO billionaire boss, Constantijin Kastein – also Netherlands’ #1 Playboy – sets out to seduce her.
(Chased: Part 1 can be downloaded for free).
How Not to be Seduced by Rockstars (2 parts) – All eccentric senator’s daughter Saffi wants is a taste of freedom when she attends a concert disguised as an experienced groupie. But she gets more than she bargains for when Staffan Aehrenthal – also Sweden’s #1 Sex God – picks her out from the crowd.
(Note: The Rockstar and His Fangirl is a short story on Saffi & Staffan, and sold separately.)
How Not to be Seduced by Dukes – Although Mary’s determined to resist the charms of the Duke of Wellesley – also England’s #1 Heartthrob – fate decides otherwise, and Mary suddenly finds herself an ordinary college student by day, and the duke’s mistress at night.
(Note: The sequel, The Ice Around My Heart, is sold separately.)
Warning: Love Moderately (BBW Billionaire New Adult College Romance)
Derek and Jaike have always hidden the truth about themselves. But when they meet – it’s not just explosive chemistry. One look, and it’s undeniable. Even if they’re too young, they know. He’s meant to be her Master, and she’s meant to be his Sub.
Unwillingly Yours (FREE!)
Meant to Be Yours
Heart Racer: BIKER Romance Series
Leandro & Bobby’s Story (2 parts) – A young billionaire biker chooses a snarky do-gooder to be his pretend girlfriend.
Heart Racer (FREE!)
Driven by Love
Helios & MJ’s Story (3 parts) - Even though he's commitment-phobic, the aloof president of a billion-dollar bike racing club finds himself jealous of the "secret crush" of a tomboyish camera-wielding first-year student.
Swish (FREE!)
Burn
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Kellion & Aria (Standalone) – Aria’s content living her life alone, shut off from the world, but when bad boy Kellion Argyros starts following her wherever she goes, it’s impossible not to start living…and impossible not to start falling for him.
Play With Me: A Sports Romance Series
All Lace Wyndham wants is to be an NBA coach.
All bad boy billionaire Silver March wants is HER.
It’s not a match made in heaven, but since he already had his heart stolen, Silver is willing to do whatever it takes – bribe, deceive, manipulate – to make Lace realize the inevitable: It’s his name she’ll be crying out…every night.
Play With Me
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Human-slash-pack-princess Calys is a toughie, but she still needs the help of the powerful, dominant, and gorgeous werewolf Alejandro Moretti to be an ‘alpha’. Unfortunately, he wants her body in exchange for her help.
Wolf Fight (FREE!)
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Wolf Kisses
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Life isn’t easy for 18-year-old Zari. As a soul seer, she sees visions of dead people as well as those who are about to die. As a human pet, she struggles to control her feelings for her Master, the powerful, gorgeous, and mysterious vampire Alexandru, who’s in love with someone else.
Ensnared
Beholden
Reviled
Unclaimed
My Werewolf Professor
What I know about Alessandro Moretti: he’s the most beautiful professor alive, and I’m his plainest student. I need to let him know I want him, even if he’s likely to dump me. What I don’t know about Alessandro Moretti: he’s a werewolf…and he may just want me, too.
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A FLING WITH THE GREEK BILLIONAIRE (STANDALONE)
BY MARIAN TEE
Copyright 2015 by Streak Digital Publishing
All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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Six years ago
She left him packed lunches.
The first day, he almost trampled all over it, a square plastic container with a BLT inside. He gazed at it for several moments before nudging it to the side and calling his butler’s attention to it when he r
eached the front door. “One of the staff might have misplaced her lunch. See to it, will you?”
He didn’t wait for an answer. With his mind already on that day’s agenda, he failed to notice the way the butler opened and closed his mouth, intending to say something else.
The second day, his driver was the one to hand him his packed lunch, which he absently accepted while talking to his solicitor in Greece. He placed it next to him in the car and promptly forgot about it.
The third day, it was his secretary who gave him his packed lunch. He took it gratefully, having been at the office for over 24 hours, monitoring a logistical nightmare involving one of his company’s hotels in Asia.
Only after he had demolished the Greek salad and ravioli that came with it did he think to ask his secretary where she had bought his lunch.
His secretary gave him an odd look. “From your cook.”
And that was the start.
Her name was Iolanthe. A nineteen-year-old self-taught cook that his housekeeper had hired to manage his kitchen, she was a dreamy little thing whose smiles brightened her face like the sun every time he came by to pick up his lunch.
The first few times, they didn’t speak to each other, Iolanthe only giving him his neatly compartmentalized lunch, stars in her eyes and heart on her sleeve. After a week, he had been the first to break the ice, dropping by the kitchen for dinner and asking her if he could eat there because the dining room was too big for one person.
It was a lie, of course. It had never been too big, but he felt like he needed an excuse to be with her.
Weeks turned into months. They were some of the best times of his life even though there was nothing between them but polite conservations over coffee. She told him about her parents’ deaths because of a botched robbery attempt, told him about the baby sister she was raising on her own. He learned they had the same taste in music and books, learned she could be quiet when he wanted her to be. He learned a lot of things about her without sharing anything about himself, and she never demanded it to change.
Soon, he found himself wanting to come home early to talk to her more, and it would have continued indefinitely, he was sure, if only Iolanthe hadn’t posted a sticky note on his door, asking him if he was free to celebrate her birthday with her and her baby sister.
That note knocked him sideways. It tore off the blinders and forced him to see the truth. She was in love with him, and he could not let this go on. He could not – would not – allow her to make him weak again.
The next day, Iolanthe was fired from her job and sent off with a severance check equal to one year’s pay.
The day after, she came back to his home, asking to see him, but he had security turn her away. The next day she went to his office, politely asking the receptionist if she could see Mr. Nik Alexandropoulos. Reception told her to wait, and she did. Morning turned into afternoon, but she never left her seat, never lost her smile.
He saw it all in the security cameras, and he despised the way watching her made him feel.
It was six in the evening when he clocked out of work, and reaching the lobby of his office building, he saw everyone turning his way and knew that they were all aware of who Iolanthe was. It was obvious with the way she jumped to her feet, so damn obvious with the way hope dawned in her eyes. One only had to look at Iolanthe’s face to know that she believed he would stop to talk to her.
He didn’t.
Instead, his attorney did, giving Iolanthe a cease-and-desist letter along with a warning about her current course of action being grounds for harassment.
That same night, he booked himself a room in one of his hotels and called for the most expensive whore in town, a former senator’s mistress who was known to be open to assignations with other men…for the right amount.
When she arrived, he had her sign a non-disclosure agreement and afterwards, he told her in no uncertain terms what he needed.
Her first reaction was a surprised laugh. “You’re not kidding me, are you?” She spoke even as she undressed herself, her movements artful and practiced at the same time.
“You really are a virgin? How did that happen when you look like that and you own all this?”
Seated on the couch, he eyed her through the glass of whisky he was holding as he murmured, “I don’t trust your kind.”
She laughed again. “Considering what I do for a living, I can’t say I blame you.” With her clothes and underwear forming a pool of lace and satin on the floor, she walked towards him, naked and completely unabashed about it. Kneeling between his legs, she leaned forward to reach for his tie. “I’m curious, though,” she murmured while unknotting the silk tie around his neck. “You’ve been able to control your needs all this time. So what changed?”
He gave her a humorless smile. “I simply want to make sure my first time isn’t with someone who’d think there’s something special about this.”
Her eyes glittered. “Oh, but it is special for me. One hundred thousand dollars kind of special, if you must know.” Moving up, she straddled him and rubbed her breasts against his chest before her hands moved to his jacket and she had him shrug out of it. “I’ll make sure you get everything you asked for this night.” Tossing his jacket to the floor, she worked on the buttons of his shirt. “I’ll teach you all the things you need to know to please a woman.”
“Good.”
His shirt and belt joined his jacket on the floor. She moved back down to her knees and unzipped his pants. Pushing his briefs to the side, she pulled his cock out, her eyes widening at the size. “Oh my,” she breathed. “This is going to be a really long night.”
He didn’t answer, but his cock gradually became rock hard with her expert strokes.
“You’ve got a really beautiful cock, do you know?” She bent down and licked its head. “I don’t think you need to learn anything from me. Your size would be enough for most women.”
“Not women like you.”
The words had her raising a brow.
“Since I’ll only be fucking women like you, I figured I should know more than usual to ensure my future partners would be equally pleased.”
“Whores?” she clarified, not at all insulted.
“Women who don’t think sex means love.”
“Oh.” She looked at him closely. “I’m definitely what you need, but I don’t think you feel the same way about love.”
He caught her hand as she released his cock and reached for his pants. “Don’t patronize me.”
“I’m not,” she said honestly. “I just think you’re still young enough—”
“I’m almost twenty-three–”
“And I’m twenty-nine,” she pointed out.
“Six years is nothing.”
Her lips curved in a smile that was beautiful and cold. “Well, that shows just how young you are. Even a single day can feel endless when—”
He didn’t let her finish. Her words were hitting too close to the truth. They made him think of Iolanthe, which was the last thing he wanted to do.
Pulling her to straddle him, he shut her up with a kiss, the kind that made even an experienced woman like her see stars. When he lifted his head, she was panting.
He asked politely, “May we fuck now?”
And they did. For hours. It was almost dawn when she left, but the moment he was alone, the memories came back, fiercely, like they had been only waiting for him to be vulnerable.
He remembered her smiling, but now the memory of it was more painful than beautiful. Even so, it didn’t convince him to go to her, didn’t make him want to say sorry, and because of that, he knew.
Love was not real.
If love were real, surely he wouldn’t have been able to push Iolanthe away? If love were real, he should be regretting his decision now. But he didn’t. He would do it over and over if he had to, even if it meant breaking her heart again and again as well.
Love was not real.
It never was, the same way a woman who
could seduce him and make him forget himself and all his rules would never exist.
****
Five months ago
She lay in the middle of the bed, still as a corpse, and squeezed her eyes shut the moment she saw him coming towards her. She pretended to hear nothing even as the rustle of clothes was the only sound in the room. It sounded evil and terrifying, but she told herself she was being silly.
Colton was her boyfriend. She loved him, and he loved her. It was only because he loved her that he would think this was right, and because she loved him, she had to give him the chance to prove it was so.
She wanted to cry as she heard him start to groan, but she didn’t. She only squeezed her eyes shut more tightly as his groans became louder and ragged. He was stroking his flesh, and she wondered why the thought made her feel more ill than aroused.
She loved him, loved him, she told herself. She loved him, loved him—
The hot, sticky feel of come landing on her cheek and neck interrupted her thoughts.
She ceased to think after that. It was the only way to keep herself still and let Colton come all over her face and body, the only way to convince herself that this was right and that he had done it because they loved each other.
When it was over, the bed dipped as he bent down and kissed her on the forehead. “You were good, baby, but maybe next time try to look like you want it more.”
She felt him leave the bed before she was able to get over her shock, which had locked her entire body in paralysis.