A Wedding For The Greek Tycoon (Greek Billionaires Book 2) by Rebecca Winters Page A

you now. I like you very much, Maris. We’ve had some good times, but—”
    “But you’re ready to move on,” she interrupted him.
    “Surely you know I don’t mean to hurt you.”
    “One of my friends told me this was how it would end with you, but I didn’t want to believe her. So who’s the new woman in the life of the famous Vasso Giannopoulos?”
    He stared her down. “Would you have preferred that I told you this over the phone?”
    She had the grace to shake her head. “No. It hurts no matter what.”
    Vasso admired her honesty. “I’ve enjoyed the times we’ve spent together and I wish you the very best in the future.”
    Maris walked over to the door and opened it. “I’m afraid I can’t wish you the same, but one day I’ll get over it. I thought we had a real connection. Being with you has meant everything to me. Too bad it was one-sided.
Adio,
Vasso.”
    He left for the penthouse. After reflecting on what had just happened at Maris’s condo, he realized this had been the story of his life since Sofia Peri had rejected his marriage proposal. That was ten years ago after he’d finished his military service. It had taken a long time to get over the pain of her marrying someone else. From then on he’d buried himself in business with Akis.
    Over the last few years he’d been with different women when time permitted, but he’d ended every relationship prematurely and had pretty well given up on finding his soul mate.
    Then Zoe Zachos had walked in Alexandra’s office, causing his heart to beat so hard he hadn’t been the same since. In the last twenty-four hours her effect on him had been staggering.
    * * *
    After getting used to being in a helicopter, Zoe was entranced by everything she saw. They passed over so many historic places in the Ionian Sea she’d only read about in books or seen in the movies she was awestruck.
    From the copilot’s seat, Vasso looked back at her through his sunglasses. Today he’d dressed in a white crewneck and white cargo pants. It wasn’t fair one man out of millions could be so attractive. Using the mic he said, “We’re coming up on Paxos.”
    She looked down from the window. “But it’s so tiny!”
    “It’s only seven miles by three. Too small for an airport which is just the way all of us who live on the island like it.”
    Zoe leaned forward. “What do you mean
we
?”
    A dazzling white smile greeted her gaze. “As I told you last night, my brother and I were born here. We had the center built here.
My
home is here.”
    Her heart pounded so hard she was afraid he could hear it. “
This
is where you live when you’re not in Athens or traveling for business?”
    “That’s right.”
    In shock that she’d be working so close to this fantastic man’s home, she turned to the window once more.
    “We’re flying to the center now. I’ve phoned Yiannis to expect me. Once inside his office you two can meet and talk about the position.”
    As the helicopter dipped, she made out several fishing villages with colorful harbors. Lower and lower now, she took in the lush deep greenery of olive trees sprinkled with pastel-colored clusters of small villas. Quaint waterside cottages came into view. One stretch of fine white sand scalloped the green coves and gave way to another seaside village. On the outskirts now she realized they were headed for a sprawling white complex peeking out of the olive groves.
    She held her breath as they were about to land. This time it set down on the hospital roof, but she wasn’t as nervous as when the helicopter had lifted off the penthouse roof.
    “Are you all right, Zoe?”
    “Yes. I was just thinking how my parents and I would have loved transportation like this all the years we lived in New York City. I’m spoiled already.”
    But the minute the words were out of her mouth, it made her realize she did too much talking. He brought that out in her. Now that they’d landed, she didn’t want to prolong the conversation