Playing with Fire

Chapter 52 - The ghost from past

Alexis's POV

I rolled over after placing a soft kiss on her lips and lay down on my back while both of us were panting.

"It was intense, wasn't it?" I asked huskily, turning my face towards Charlotte.

"Yeah. Sex with you isn't bad, Mr. Stavros." She winked at me playfully.

I raised my eyebrow. "It wasn't sex; it was love making." I corrected firmly, stroking her cheek tenderly with the back of my hand. She smiled happily, blushing. "Because of it, it was very intense. It is always different when feelings are involved, koukla mou." I added and brushed my lips against her, kissing my fiancée passionately.

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I greeted Markos cheerfully in front of his restaurant. We planned to have lunch together while my mother and Charlotte went shopping.

"So... How is it going on with Charlotte? You were so lovey-dovey yesterday." Markos said mischievously after taking a sip from his white wine.

"We are good." I smiled happily.

"Glad to see you happy, Alex. She seems like a good girl." He commented.

"Yes, she is." I agreed proudly.

"Your mother and grandpa must be on cloud nine. After yesterday, I am sure your old man got convinced that you are in love with Charlotte." He gave me a devilish smirk.

"I hope so. He told us he hoped that the next wedding would be ours." I informed, shaking my head. "It seems he won't leave me alone till Charlotte and I marry." I added and took a sip from my wine.

"I don't think he has to insist a lot." Markos commented, giving me a sly smirk.

I raised my eyebrow. "What made you think that?"

"My instinct." He winked at me playfully. "You know your grandpa's condition, and you are crazy for that girl. So..." He smirked knowingly.

"But it takes two to tango. Charlotte's opinion is important to me. We haven't talked about it since we started dating. Besides, I don't want Charlotte to think that I want to marry her for the inheritance." I stated firmly.

"So you want to marry her?!" He grinned wickedly. I gave him a dirty look. "I advice you to get your ass in gear." He added with a serious expression on his face.

I raise my eyebrow, giving him a questioning look. "Why did you say that?"

He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck, and leaned towards me. "This morning... I saw Thalia."

I looked at him, frozen. As soon as I managed to pull myself together, I cleared my throat and ran my hand through my hair. "What..." I mumbled, dazed.

"I bumped into her in front of our company this morning when I visited my dad. She asked about you... and asked me to give her your phone number. Of course, I didn't give her your number, but the Thalia who we know will find a way to reach you." Markos informed me, worried.

I gritted my teeth in irritation and finished my wine in a gulp.

"What the fuck does she want from me?" I asked angrily.

"You." He gave me a knowing look.

I frowned. "She has to be a fool to think I will give her a chance after what she has done." I stated firmly.

"She thinks you can't still resist her." Markos commented and heaved a loud sigh. "You have to be careful. She is a dangerous woman. She will try to create problems between you and Charlotte."