PREGNANT BY A STRANGER

Italy

"Don't you think, Mr. Vasileus, that might be a bit exaggerated? Something out of the medieval era?"

—"Personally, if you were mine, I wouldn't hesitate to take the necessary measures to keep you with me at all times! There are always those who want to steal others' belongings. As backward as my behavior may seem to you, I would lock you in my room all day."

—"Are we still talking about the children, or am I mistaken, Mr. Vasileus?"

—"You are correct, Miss Fuente Mayor. And please, feel free to address me informally; I am your neighbor and at your service for anything you need."

—"You are quite direct, aren't you?"

—"I don't like to beat around the bush, especially when someone piques my interest, which doesn't happen often."

—"Aunt, who is this man, and why have you been talking to him for so long? Sir, she is my aunt, and you cannot be near her if I'm not present!" Joan crossed his arms to show his displeasure at the man's proximity to his aunt.

—"I see you have your own security team, even if they're not quite tall enough. Quite intimidating, though. Goodbye, Kamila. I'm at your disposal for anything."

—"Goodbye. Let's go, Joan."

—"Kamila, that was intense. I didn't even dare to introduce myself."

—"Yes, Gabi, he's quite daring. 'If you were mine,' we're not objects for such claims!"

—"But your face was priceless when he mentioned keeping you in his room. Ha, ha, ha, Kamila, you're as red as a tomato!"

—"Gabi, behave yourself! I'm not a little girl anymore! Let's go to bed, family; tomorrow is the big day."

—"Good night."

Unknown...

—"Finally, fashion week in Italy is over. I'm exhausted, Father. I want to go back to Greece."

—"Son, you know your presence is very important at all the brand's events. You are the heir to the company, and as such, you must fulfill your duties!"

—"Yes, Father, I know that, and I'm not complaining, but this demands a lot of time, and I can't neglect my other businesses. You know how it is; if I'm not in Greece, things don't go well."

—"You are like your mother, loving Greece even more than I do. Don't worry, son, you have very loyal people."

—"Old man, you know I don't even trust my own shadow. People love to take what's not theirs, and let's not forget I have that stupid event tomorrow where they award the Entrepreneur of the Year. I hate attending those events!"

—"Yes, son, I know that, but you must show yourself to the world. You represent the brand."

—"As if it weren't enough to carry the surname and work day and night for that legacy."

—"Those are the consequences of being an only child!"

—"Don't remind me. At least they've resigned to the fact that the lineage ends with me!"

—"I don't agree; you're thirty-two years old."

—"Dad, don't touch that subject. No children, end of story!"

—"Son, you could marry someone and adopt."

—"No, Father! Do you think a woman would marry a sterile man? No! I don't want a wife. I will never marry. It makes you weak. For some reason, I've come this far; my enemies have no way to attack me."

—"Consider it, son. I thought the same until I met your mother on a trip to Greece, and that's how you, a Greek-Italian, were born."

—"A very nice story, but no! I enjoy women here and in Greece. There are always those who have tried to trap me with children, and there's no other beauty in this world like my mother. Her beauty is unique; that's why you lost your mind."

—"That's why I take good care of her. Son, not even the years can dim that. Has no woman ever made you feel something beyond s****l desire?"

—"A few years ago, a woman awakened something more in me, but it was only for one night. I imagine it was because she didn't have an empty conversation like all the others I know."

—"You talked with her? What happened to the motto 'zero kisses, zero talk' of the great entrepreneur?"

—"There’s always a first time. I'll leave you, Father. I need to ensure everything is prepared for the trip. I can't leave my security to anyone else."

—"And Karla? That's why you pay her."

—"I have her occupied with other things. I don't want to inform her that I'm returning today. Sometimes you have to arrive by surprise to test your people's loyalty."

—"That girl still doesn't sit well with me, son. Be very careful! Not all women are trustworthy."

—"Don't worry, Father. I have her because she's the best at her job, but if she fails, you won't see her again. Father, how did the shipment go?"

—"Well, son. I've already received confirmation, so go to Greece with peace of mind."

*****

I take my things and head to my apartment. When I arrive, my beautiful Rottweiler greets me. I check the security for my trip and head to the airport, where my jet is ready to depart. As always, I'm greeted upon arrival, and there's never a shortage of a flight attendant willing to spend time with me. I took her by the wrist and sat her on my lap.

—"Beautiful, you know the terms: no kisses and stay quiet!"

She smiled when I mentioned the rules. My colleagues had warned me. I was dying for him to take me. He has a reputation; they say he's a god in bed. The downside is that it only happens once with each woman. Tomorrow, I know I won't be able to work as his flight attendant anymore, but it's worth it if the reward is as promised.

I must say, every damned second with him was worth it. I can barely breathe. He's a damned Greek god in every sense. He took me in every corner of the plane. My screams were so loud that for a moment, I felt like fainting. My throat burns; I couldn't hold back. His movements are maddening, and his stamina is insane.

I see him asleep with that beautiful silky hair. His gaze is completely icy; I think it could freeze you. Those eyes promise to take you to hell. Without a doubt, no one can surpass him. Besides being good, the size of his manhood is something that drives you crazy. I declare myself in love. I quickly leave because he doesn't like to be watched. I sneaked into the room after he finished with me. He came to rest, and my curiosity to see him naked got the better of me. He only takes off his pants, allowing no level of intimacy towards his person, just s*x. God, and what a way to do it.

*****

Someone knocks on the door, and I get up in a foul mood. I hate being woken up, but I know we're about to land. I go through my grooming routine and am glad to be in my beloved country. I take my dog while the security team waits for me.

—"Sir, how was your trip?"

—"Exhausting, Samuel. Tell me, how are things going here?"

—"Well, sir, but I'm afraid you'll be surprised when you get home."

—"Speak up; I'm not in the mood for games!"

—"Karla is using your house as if she were the lady of it. In fact, she has been making the employees call her that since you traveled."

—"The nerve! My father was right. I suspected she was up to something. Let's find someone with intellectual capacity equal to or greater than hers, especially in IT. If it's someone in trouble, even better, because they tend to be more loyal."

—"Understood, sir. And what about Miss Karla?"

—"Don't worry, I'll handle her. I'll do everything carefully. For now, I won't fire her; I'll just show her her place."

—"Sir, the security device is ready for tonight. I checked every detail personally."

—"Samuel, I don't want any mistakes. Remember, you are in charge of ensuring everything in Athens runs smoothly. I don't want any surprises. Tonight, there are many important businessmen, and there will be those who want to play dirty."