Serpent Twins: The Fall

The Turquoise Aegean

Kimberly’s POV:

I was eating my chicken wings with Carla slurping her Spicy Ramen with mandudumplings at GoGo-Gi, a small Korean restaurant in the neighborhood as she was suddenly craving for spicy food. We previously would like a take out, but luckily we got empty table.

“Did you finish packing for this evening?” she asked with a mouth of crispy dumplings.

“Yes, I did. I barely could sleep, Carla. Where will he take me? Call the police for me if I didn’t show up working on Monday,” I laughed, already finished my chicken wings.

“Warm and wet, eh? I bet you’re so gonna lose it there,” she playfully licked her dumplings.

“Oh, gross! I think it’s coastal area with rainy season, so I packed some bikinis,” I made sure binging sunscreen for the body and straw hat also.

“How lucky you are, Kimmy. But... I met someone too, you know. Almost as gorgeous as yours,” she was smirking smugly.

“Wow, only after a month of being single. Congratulations, Carl,” I sneered at her.

“Don’t judge me, Kimmy. I’m no virgin who was jumping on stranger’s lap to make out in the nightclub’s bathroom,” she mocked me up. 

Okay, I regret telling her the story now.

I rolled my eyes, “Who is he? Do I know him?”

“I just met him few days ago, he’s my new neighbor. You have to meet him, Kimmy. He’s damned cute, at your age though,” she told me.

I laughed, “It means three years below? Wow, Carla. I salute you,” I joked, but I honestly like seeing her perkier.

“Ask me,” she demanded me.

I rolled my eyes again, “Did you sleep with him?”

“Absolutely... yes,” she smirked, “The best one. His stamina, girth…”

“Eww. I don’t want to hear the details, Carla. I don’t want to imagine such when finally meeting him,” I gave her a disgusted face.

“Girl, you really missed the fun. The point is he’s the best s*x I’ve ever had,” she told me.

“Why did you tell me now if you met him few days ago? Normally you would text me a minute after spotting a cute one?” I asked.

“That’s because he wanted me to keep it as secret at first,” she replied.

“Odd. Why?” I asked.

“Perhaps he was shy? He’s kind of reserved person though, just like your Alex,” Carla said.

“What is his name? What does he do?” 

“Don’t be surprised. He was working at our hospital, at the morgue,” she told me. 

What a coincidence. Could it be that arrogant medical examiner I previously met in the morgue? 

“His name is Jason Bateman. Like a movie star, Jason Bateman,” she laughed.

Okay, that one. Is he going to be permanent at our hospital? 

I heard from Cheryl, he was just being a help.

I cleared my throat, “Don’t get yourself wrong. I met him before,” I told her.

“Wait, what? Where?” her eyes got widen in curiosity.

“At the morgue, one day after Dylan’s incident,” I replied.

“What were you doing at the morgue?” she asked.

“Um… just curious with the bodies. I was there at the ER at that night,” I couldn’t tell her the actual reason.

“Oh, okay. So, I heard. But you met such a cute guy and you didn’t even tell me,” she was pouting.

“Oh, come on, Carla. He’s being arrogant and pretty hostile to me,” I argued her.

She laughed, “Speak to your new boyfriend, Kimmy. And I think this is the first time a man shockingly didn’t drool over you and I’m glad to hear that it’s my man.” 

I laughed. She might be right. Alexander was cold and unfriendly to my friends too. 

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It was 04:45 p.m, I was waiting for Alexander with my aluminum cabin size luggage ready by the door. I kept looking at my phone anxiously. This wasn’t the first time traveling with men, but going to be my first one with my boyfriend. 

Boyfriend. Surely he is my boyfriend, isn’t he? 

I was giggling alone. I wished to have his picture on my phone. Usually I’m not one who likes to take picture, but I think from now on I would love to capture our moments together. I heard my door was knocked, so I went to open it. It was Alexander, he was wearing a cream shirt under black tight cashmere with black Chesterfield coat and black chino pants. I felt having butterflies flying around inside my stomach. He looked dashing and he was smiling at me, pulling me into his hug and gave a quick peck on my lips.

“Ready?” he asked. 

I was about wondering why it was only a peck when I saw someone wearing dark suit was standing behind him with his gaze down. I moved back, raising my eyebrows and giving Alexander a questioned look.

“This is Kristof. He will assist our trip,” he said. 

I looked at Kristof and he gave me a light nod, but still with his gaze to the floor. He is handsome with dark hair and tall too. I couldn’t believe how could Alexander has all handsome security staffs. Carla would go nuts if seeing this Kristof too. This one looked like a movie star with such a strong chiseled jawline.

“Hello, Kristof,” I was blushing. 

Alexander cleared his throat demanding attention and gave me annoying look. 

Oh, he couldn’t possibly be jealous, right? 

He is the most gorgeous of all. Kristof nodded and came over while I haven’t informed them about my luggage, but he already took it as if he could see it and went out.

“Don’t flirt with my guard, Kimberly,” he pulled me back again to his hug possessively and gave me a passionate kiss this time. 

I was breathless, had no chance to defend myself. When I kissed him back, he ended the kiss. I was pouting and he pushed me out of the door. After making sure the door was locked, he took my hand to go to bank of elevators. 

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After giving my passport, I looked around inside of the private jet. This is different one, all interior is in cream, but I could still identify his house symbol signified this is also his. 

“How many jets do you own, Alex?” As I noticed this is slightly even more spacious than before. 

He took my hand asked me to sit in front of his couch.

“Some,” he replied very short, taking off his dark sunglasses. 

I rolled my eyes. I’m going to count it myself from now on, even if it’s actually pointless for me. 

I looked at the window as the plane was taking off smoothly. The weather was clear and bright, but sunset was about to come with its orange ray of color. 

So beautiful. 

“Excuse me. Champagnes for Your Highness and My Lady?” I looked up seeing a beautiful stewardess bringing a tray of two high glasses with obviously champagne inside.

I instantly raised my eyebrow to Alexander, but I took it after thanking her. I took a sip and stared at Alexander.

“Dinner will be ready at your order, please call us anytime,” she informed and politely left.

I already eat some bagels, so I’m still quite full. 

“Do you want to have dinner, Alex? I’m actually full,” I asked and he shook his head, gazing at me with curved lips. 

I patted my belly twice.

“And don’t you want to explain to me who you are, Alex?” I asked with serious stare.

“I was born into royalty, but please just neglect the title, Kimberly. You will know in time. Just see me as your Alex now,” he raised his glass to me.

Your Alex.

God, this man is just keep playing mysterious with me and I couldn’t help to let him. I sighed and raised mine and sipped my champagne. I started to feel warm inside, so I opened my brown Trench coat. I was wearing a wool khaki knee length dress, ivory scarves, and brown flats. I could feel his eyes were lit, traveling to my curves. I bit my lips, burning by his naughty gaze. Carla was right, how could I stand to remain chaste if being with such a man, he surely has high s*x drive and delicious body behind his warm outfits.

Alexander got up, placing his empty glass on the table next to his couch. He took my hand and I placed my nearly empty glass next to his and grabbed my cream handbag along. He was dragging me to a door and opened it. It’s a bed.

“It’s too early to sleep, Alex,” I looked up to him.

“It’s a ten hours flight, Kimberly. And time difference is seven hours. You need to sleep,” he pushed me inside. 

But I didn’t let go off his hand. He looked at me and closed the door behind. The bedroom is quite spacious, all in cream too. Very neat and luxurious. He leaded me to the bed. He opened his shoes and sweater. I opened my flats with one foot. He climbed on the bed and pulled me at his side.

“I’ll be your sleeping company again, Kimberly,” he turned his head on me and hugged me. 

He wasn’t as cold as the other day. I put one hand against his chest and another wrapping his waist. His long legs tangled with mine.

“Good evening, Alex,” I muttered softly and tried to sleep, but I couldn’t.

I kept thinking about who he is, what kind of royalty family he has, what kind of ex-girlfriends he used to date, and I finally drifted to my endless thoughts.

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When I woke up, Alexander was nowhere in bed. I rolled over to my bag to get my phone, to check the time. It was on airplane mode so the time was still referred to New York time at 12:00 a.m. I went to the bathroom to refresh my face and mouth. And I went out, seeing a stewardess took out a golden goblet from his table, while he was talking with his satellite phone with someone and his MacBook was opened in front of him. Seemed like he was working. I quietly approached him and he just hung up and turned around to see me. 

“Kimberly, you’re awake,” he reached out his hand to me with another closing his notebook and pulled me into his lap. 

I wrapped my hands on his neck. He looked amazingly fresh, even with less sleep than I was. 

“Were you working, Alex?” I whispered on his ear.

He lowered his face and kissed me. 

Oh, I just love his kiss. 

I kissed him back and softly bit his lips. He ended the kiss and suddenly stood up to carry me in bridal style back to the bedroom. He put me on the bed and kissed me again more passionately. I was shivered in pleasure, arching my back against his chest. He then kissed my cheek and when his tongue was playing into my ear, I moaned his name.

“Alex,” I whispered in pleasure. 

“Silence!” he whispered and kissed my mouth, playing with my tongue.

I was breathless, wanting him to touch me like in my dreams.

“I will eat you if you promise to keep quiet,” he whispered to my ear, I wanted to whimper but I bit my lips to hold, “Will you promise?” he licked my earlobe softly to tease.

I couldn’t hold it anymore and just nodded with anticipation as I seek for his kiss. And he kissed me rougher from mouth to my chin, neck, collarbone, and cleavage, burning every inch of my body. I put my two hands to cover my mouth. His hands were trailing under my dress with one hand caressing my panty lines, another to my breast. His hands were cold but burning my skin, tickling me. He uncovered my dress up to my neck, revealing my underwear. His eyes went darker when I was about to take off my dress, his hand held mine.

“Don’t. Let it be,” and he kissed me again with his hand rubbing my bud and another holding my hands above my head.

I was moaning in his mouth, sucking back his tongue. The next thing I feel, he pulled my black lace panties down. While his lips cupping bra line. I put my hands again covering my mouth to muffle my moans after freeing my breasts by unhooking my black lace bra with the front closure. He was smirking and sucked my n****e with sudden move with one hand toying another one alternating. I closed my eyes and arched my back when his lips trailing down to my stomach and inner thighs with finger rubbing on my c**t, my body was uncontrollably shaking. And when he sucked it on like a hungry beast, I covered my mouth tighter. He kept sucking and licking with one finger rubbing my core causing my body started to tremble and orgasm came in hard with him sucking and licking endlessly. He even sucked up my arousal fluid as I lifted my hips to his face. I was panting, but I wanted to take my turn giving him pleasure. When I tried to touch his groin, he stopped me.

“Just sleep, I’ll be fine,” he whispered in hoarse and gave me a peck on my lips. 

He gently lifted my body to get the duvet beneath my body pulled down to cover my body and laid his body over the duvet next to mine. I wanted to protest, but knowing he was trying hard to cool off his desire, I let my heavy eyelids down to sleep.

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I woke up by the kisses on the bridge of my nose. I squirmed, then seeing Alexander’s face was so close. His green eyes were looking at me with amusement.

“Wake up, Sleeping beauty,” he muttered softly and kissed me again on my lips, startling me.

“What time is it, Alex?” I asked and rolled over to hug him.

“Eight and you need a breakfast as you skipped your dinner,” he replied and got up.

“Eight in the morning?” I was surprised. 

“Time difference with our destination is seven hours, Babe. We’ll be landing in an hour. I wanted to awake you earlier, but you’re a heavy sleeper,” he laughed, showing off his white teeth.

“I need to refresh first. Please wait for me there, Alex,” I smiled at him and got up to the en-suite bathroom.

The breakfast was super delicious and served in style. I couldn’t help to peek at the bottom of its porcelain tableware to look for the brand as its partial gold plating cutlery was wondrous. As I thought, it was customized design by Christofle’s. Alex was quietly watching at my silly curiosity, but I just couldn’t help to check it. I ate roasted duck with salad, a platter of fresh fruit, and citrus juice, while Alexander had his Japanese wagyu steak in rare with a red wine. I actually wanted to raise my eyebrows with his breakfast choice, but there was a famous quote from Cole Sprouse, an actor, don’t yuck other people’s yums.

We arrived at Mykonos International Airport in Greece at 11:00 a.m., the Immigration staffs were on board talking with the pilots and a female and male cabin crews near the exit. Kristof gave back our passports to Alexander. All of them greeted us on our way out and I gave them warm smile and thanked for their fine service. I giggled, after peeking to his long name, Alexander cel Mircea de Maximus Radu-Ormrsson and the fact that he’s only a year older than I am. He was born in August fourth at Cluj-Napoca. He said it is in Romania, but previously part of Hungary.

So, is he a part of Romanian or Hungarian royal family?

I could see that the airport was already packed with private jets and helicopters. I was excitedly looking outside the window at the back seat of the car, holding Alexander’s arm, the weather was perfect, I could see blue ocean with the so many white buildings on the cliffside from far as we could see. After twenty minutes, the car entered a private estate in white surrounded with so many blooming pink bougainvillea flowers. Kristof was already gone into the quite big estate soon after we arrived as the driver opened our door and the estate staff unloaded our luggage. My heart started to race frantically as Alexander took my hand to get out of the car with some men and ladies standing to welcome us in friendly manner and escorted us to the master bedroom suite in white and cream and left soon after we got inside. Our luggage was already in the room.

Alexander pulled me into his tight hug soon after we were alone.

“Do you like it?” he bent to kiss me. 

Like? I love this. How could I not? 

The room is modern romantic in white filled with fresh white roses in some corners, it felt like a honeymoon suite, I blushed.

“I have to see the pool first before making decision, Alex,” I kissed him back and ran to slide open the big glass door connected to patio whereas a quite large infinity pool beautifully situated. Alexander was behind me, reaching out my hand, tangled our fingers.

“This is breathtaking, Alex,” I took my time to admire the stunning view as the blue ocean and the villa was dazzling in white.

I saw no neighbors around as this area is probably the most secluded one. I turned around and looked up to Alexander, his eyes were bright green, his face is so breathtaking as the view. 

“Thank you, Alex,” I kissed him as he bent his body to mine. 

We were kissing slowly when suddenly he undressed me and threw me into the pool. I was screaming in surprise and a bit angry as it was already at noon and I wasn’t planning to swim until tomorrow morning. When I was about to yell angry, he already jumped in to hug me and kiss me. 

How could he undress his clothes so fast? 

I kissed him back with my black lace underwear and he was wearing nothing but tight grey trunks. His body is pale but muscular and hard. I wrapped my hands on his neck as he lifted me up to his hard belly.

“Alex, please don’t do that again. What if I drank the water?” I pouted my lips after we ended our kiss, panting.

“I’ll give you mouth to mouth CPR, Kimberly. I surely know how,” he laughed and swiped away his locks from forehead with one arm holding me. 

Either my man is so strong or I’m too small for him. 

I was blushing as my mind started to go dirty. I pushed him away, swimming a bit far. He was smirking.

“We’re going to be burnt without sunblock, Alex,” I yelled at him and splashed water to his chest, then got out of the pool in sexy way, teasing him. He just let me with a big smile. I needed my sunblock, sunny hat, sunglasses, and my white bikini.

When I returned to the pool, there were fruit platters, drinks, and some pastries on the glass table with ivory long couches at the side of our bedroom suite. Another white rose in flower box was on the table. Alex was sitting there with a light blue towel wrapped low on his hips, sipping his drink. He motioned me to sit on his lap. I shyly came to him, wrapping my arms on his neck. I couldn’t stop admiring how handsome he is.

“What is it, Alex?” I asked when he handed me a glass of drink.

“National drink of Greece,” he said, leaning to kiss me. 

I closed my eyes, “You’re so beautiful, Kimberly,” he muttered on my ear.

“Likewise, Alex,” I whispered to him. 

I sipped the chilled icy drink and feeling an instant refreshed. 

“It’souzo. As for our lunch, we’re going to be served with rakomelolater,” he told me.

“Wow, what about these delicious snacks, Alex?” my eyes went widen as I couldn’t eat these tempting snacks if having lunch afterwards.

“You may eat or not, it’s up to you, Kimberly,” he smiled. 

Oh, what a waste. 

I looked around to the tiny snacks on different platters. Most of them were caviar based, like truffle caviar, smoked salmon caviar, caviar cucumber bites, quail eggs with caviar, blackberry cheese crostini, and dark chocolates. I took my time to munch each one of them and feed Alexander too. He tilted his head to refuse, but when I used my mouth to put chocolate into his mouth, he took it. He pulled me to the couch and kissed me.

“Don’t tease me, Babe,” his eyes were lingering lustful on my body.

God.

I was just trying to feed him. 

“Alex,” I muttered softly.

“Yes?” he replied, gazing into my eyes.

“Are we going to stay at this villa until we go back?” I asked.

“You don’t like it?” he asked.

“No, please don’t get me wrong. It’s just this is my first time going to Greece, I’d love to see the beach or the market, if I may,” I told him.

“How about tomorrow to Santorini?” Alex asked me.

“Is it far?” I asked. 

I didn’t want to trouble him.

Alex smiled and pulled me up to his damp chest, “They have a chopper here, Kimberly.”

Oh, right. 

I saw a helipad with a small chopper on the cliffside of the building on our way to our suite. I nodded and got up, bringing my drink and a plate of fruits.

“Where are you going Kimberly?” he asked.

“Come to the whirlpool section, Alex. I saw a big one over there,” I pointed to the whirlpool at the other side of the bedroom suite. It has the white stone roof over it so we wouldn’t be so burnt later. The view was spectacular, with mountains and infinite ocean, I dipped my feet into the whirlpool, a lot deeper for me to sit. I heard Alexander’s laugh and he came to me bringing a booster seat.

“Do you need this, Babe?” he playfully asked.

I smiled sheepishly, “Thank you, Alex.”  

How considerate. 

I took the quite heavy seat from him, placed it under the water, and sat on it. 

This is heaven on earth. 

I couldn’t stand being so close with Alexander as I started to think dirty on him, I would probably not make it virgin tomorrow, I chuckled to myself. I really wanted him, but on the other side I wasn’t really ready yet at least until I got to know him better. I felt bad for him, as he should be the most suffered. 

When I was soaking in warm whirlpool, after sipping my drink and closing my eyes. I felt Alexander was dipping his body next to mine, pulling me closer to his arms. I leaned closer and rested my head to his strong arm.

“Don’t be burdened by your own thoughts, Kimberly. Just talk to me. I’m a man with my words. I won’t make love with you unless you really want it,” he raised my chin and bent his gorgeous face to kiss me.

“Alexander, you’re too perfect,” I kissed him back and then hugged him.

We’re soaking in serene silence. I couldn’t believe being with someone like Alexander and was falling for him this fast. The continuous circulation of warm water gave me sense of calming bliss. 

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After having a quick shower, I was dressed in my white sleeveless maxi linen dress with ribbon straps. The dress had a high slit. I paired it with nude gladiator flats. When I was out of the en-suite bathroom, Alexander was already sitting on the English rolled arm sofa in the bedroom, scrolling to his phone. He looked dashing in his white linen shirt and ivory linen sharp chinos with khaki belt and khaki leather dress shoes. His blonde hair was styled neatly. He looked at me in amusement the same way as I looked at him.

“You have showered, Alex,” I told him as he came over to hug me, inhaling my fresh scent.

“I took shower at the other suite,” he replied, “Come, let’s have a lunch and go strolling around,” he gave me a light peck on my lips, held my hand and went out together hand in hand. We were just like a couple, wearing matching outfit, I giggled.

“How many rooms are there?” I asked him when realizing that the villa is bigger than I thought.

“Thirteen, I guess,” he replied.

“Oh, you don’t own this,” I guessed, feeling strange relief.

Alexander laughed, “I don’t own Europe, Kimberly,” and cleared his throat, “Or everything. I don’t have estate in Europe as I wasn’t travel so much here, even if I have to, I usually stay at the hotel or at my brother’s,” he continued.

“Oh, I forgot that you have brother. How old is he? And your sister?” I asked.

He didn’t reply as we arrived at big white open-air room with long dining table. We could see the turquoise water down there contrasted to the white walls and the white marbles of the villa. The crystal chandelier above the dining table and fresh white roses in the crystal vase added luxury ambience.

As we were sitting at the chairs, one older male wearing cream vest came to greet and politely asked whether they could start to serve. Alexander nodded to him, without looking at the man and kept staring at me and holding my hand. 

Didn’t his parents teach him some manners? 

I pouted.

“You’re a cold person, Alex. I couldn’t believe you could be so romantic to me,” I whispered to him and let go off his hand, but he just gripped it tighter.

He raised his one eyebrow, “What? You think that’s impolite?”

“You didn’t think so?” I was surprised with his genuine ignorance.

He was smirking, “So, next time I should be friended with the stewardess as well?” he asked.

I let go off his hand and looked away, “You knew what I meant, Alex. We humans are equal. No matter how our race, religion, royalty or peasant, your blood is still the same with others. Our final home will be the same, five feet under,” I told him.

His smirk became wider, “So, Superman isn’t equal with humans, then? He’s kind of immortal, right?”

“Superman is not real, but you are real one, Alex. To be honest, I feel a bit embarrassed if my boyfriend is considered to be a rude one, no matter who you are,” I told him.

“Your boyfriend?” he was smiling widely and took my hand to kiss. 

Now I’m embarrassed myself by claiming him first as my boyfriend.

The villa staffs came bringing two trolleys with the food and some drinks, arranging to our table silently and fast. Alexander asked them to get all food at once, not in order as usual. I assumed that he wasn’t comfortable eating with people kept coming and going.

“Thank you,” we said it together to them. 

I looked at Alexander and leaned to him to get a kiss. At least, he could change. I felt so happy of believing the relationship could work.

We had spicy mussels, octopus with pasta, marinated anchovies, spicy pickles peppers, and crab salad. I was wondering how to consume all of those when I couldn’t hold my laugh.

“What’s the matter, Kimberly?” he frowned.

“Nothing, I’m just confused with this arrangement, this food is for thirteen people, Alex,” I finally blurted out.

He smiled stiffly, “I just don’t like if they kept standing around us, taking the plate one by one endlessly. So, better be whatever they have, just offered to us and let us decide which one to eat.”

I nodded. 

Just like I thought. 

But the leftover would be a waste, and I believe their hard work in the kitchen and the expensive cooking materials couldn’t be understood by this royal-blood ignorant. I felt a bit annoyed, but I guess we were probably raised differently. But this must change or people would assume that he belittled other humans, so I started to eat silently, enjoying the delicious dishes. I took a glance at him as he kept drinking, I believe it’s rakomelo.

“Alex, aren’t you not eating?” I scolded him softly.

He sighed and took some octopus with pasta, “I asked for Greek specialties for you, Kimberly,” he muttered low.

“Oh, thank you for your thoughtfulness, Alex. I’m sorry, but this is just too much to eat. Please don’t be offended,” I smiled at him. 

Did he lose his appetite because I laughed at him?

He nodded and started to fork some and ate silently. When I took a glance at his empty plate, my eyes went widen in shock. I looked for under the table, just in case he threw away the food, but none. 

How could he eat that fast? Amazing. 

I smiled as found it quite funny.

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After having late lunch, Alexander’s mood turned back to his good side again. He held my hand and pulled me into his chest as we walked out to get into the car as we will go to downtown. It was already 04.00 p.m. The Greek driver named Alesandro offered me to stop by at Kalafati Beach for a minute as I wanted to take picture in the beach with sunny hat and sunglasses. I told Alexander that Alesandro would do it for me, as I was too shy asking to Kristof and I didn’t want to embarrass Alexander in front of his security either, but he ordered Kristof to assist me and gave me ten minutes within the range of his sight. I took out my flats as happily walking to the white sandy beach with turquoise water, Kristof was following me from behind. I went to the quieter area as I didn’t want to take picture in front of people on sunny beds.

“May I?” Kristof came over when I was pulling out my phone from my clutch.

I looked up to him cheerfully, “Would you please?”

He lowered his gaze and nodded, “My pleasure, Miss Vanderwood.”

“Call me Kimberly, please,” I laughed.

So, I posed in walking, giving him my back and looked at him smiling. I came over him to check the picture and quite satisfied with the result. I smiled and thanked him, satisfied with the result. His light brown eyes under thick dark brown eyebrows flickered and gave me small smile. He is nearly as tall as Alexander.

“How long have you been working with Alexander, Kristof?” I asked, trying to walk aside him slowly.

“Long enough, Miss,” he answered short.

“Please call me by name, Kristof,” I reminded him.

“Yes, Miss,” he replied.

Oh, like employee like employer. 

Their answers were always left more questions. I sighed, giving up of making conversation.

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When I was back, Alexander’s face turned sour.

“What happened Alex?” I asked him. 

He was quiet and when I thought he was angry with me of leaving him in the car for more than ten minutes, he held my hands and silently kissed them. But he still stayed quiet and the car kept moving to downtown. I was intended to buy a souvenir for Carla as she bought me a designer clutch for my birthday and knew about my trip. The other reason was simply because she is my very best friend in New York City.

 The car stopped after twenty minutes at the main street. Alexander motioned me to follow him to get off the car as Kristof got off first from the front seat. The car left, apparently to get parking as the road isn’t allow for private’s parking. Alexander was holding my hand and turned left to the small pedestrian alley in white paint and grey stones. Kristof was following us far from behind.

“Alex, please slow down,” I asked him. 

This is supposedly a getaway, not runaway. His long legs troubled me to keep up to his pace. 

“I’m sorry, Kimberly,” he stopped, staring at me with worried look.

“Alex, what’s the matter? Is something wrong? We could go back if you’re not into this,” I told him, genuinely worried about his sudden behavior.

He sighed, “Can we not go to Santorini tomorrow and to Positano, instead? I have an urgent meeting at Ravello.”

The last time I went abroad was nearly two years ago, to London and Oxford visiting Alexis and to Milan visiting my mom. But I’ve never been to Positano. I heard the place is romantic, near the famous Amalfi Coast.

“Sure, Alex. I’m with you. Am I still going to be back working on Monday?”

I was thinking about to ask for one day off, but sudden leave will make my boss bitter for weeks and most important, I have to visit some of my patients too.

Alexander smiled, pulled me into his arms, and kissed the top of my head, “We’ll make it in time.” 

Was he worried of not going to Santorini or something else? 

I held his waist and we were walking slower than before. When we were approaching Alter Ego, a Greek designer concept store with its interior in black and white, I stopped.

“Alex, can we go in for few minutes? I’d like to buy souvenir for Carla.”

“Sure do,” he replied and dragged me in. 

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After choosing a green silk scarf with eye love jewelry print for Carla and a pair of little snake studs in white gold for me, I took a short line to the cashier counter to pay. Alexander kept following me with quietness, he didn’t make any comments nor suggestions when I tried to ask for his opinions. I guessed he wasn’t into shopping or he’s just not comfortable of being in a room with quite some people, as he kept his piercing stare to anyone who were either coming near or just passing us by. 

Weird, but cute. 

When it was my turn, I handed the cashier my card, but Alexander stopped me and gave his card instead to the cashier. I glared at him, but difficult as his eyes weren’t on mine and he stood so tall. I didn’t want to make a scene, so I let him and sighed.

“Alex, I thanked you, but you don’t have to. I was working also to be able to spend it by myself,” I squeezed his hand. 

He bent and looked at me in the eyes, “I’m an alpha, Kimberly. What did you expect? Bear it, please,” he pulled me into his hug. 

Oh, if he’s an alpha, then am I the beta? He is such a patriarchal. 

“Interesting choice of your earrings, though,” he continued and smiled. 

Oh, he never thought I would buy a snake in pave white diamonds and tsavoritegarnet eyes. Its vibrant green reminded me of his eyes, although his eyes turned like almost grayish light green when under the bright light.

“Do you want to have dinner here or back at the villa, Kimberly?” I heard his voice. 

Finally, he asked first. 

That was a good progress, I chuckled. I definitely would love to try another Greek cuisine with him alone, spending quality time together because we were going to leave tomorrow.

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We arrived at the villa at 06:00 p.m., to have dinner by the pool. They decorated the pool area with candles and white roses. I admired their splendid and fast job to serve at their finest. I wondered when did Alexander tell them to prepare as I didn’t see him making any call. Perhaps, he told Kristof when I was occupied to enjoy the sunset on our way back. Still, it was magical for me to be able to catch the sunset at such breathtaking place with the gorgeous man I was falling for. The last sunset rays were still magically shined in orange yellow with the ocean flickering under the light of sunset. I thanked God there was no strong wind or even rain as it was coming to rainy season.

“Alex, this is so beautiful,” I was speechless.

He hugged me from behind, “You are so beautiful, Kimberly,” he planted a kiss on my head, caressing my arms.

I turned at him, “Alexander.” 

I tried to caress his face and he bent to kiss me. Long and slow.

“May I click the moment?” I asked for his permission first just in case he doesn’t want to take pictures.

“Sure, Kimberly,” he said. 

My eyes went widen in happiness and I pulled out my phone from the clutch and took some selfies as the sky changed to flamboyant pink. I was sitting on his lap on the sun bed by the pool with my arms wrapping on his neck, watching as the golden disc was already touching the surface of the ocean, slipping behind the line of the horizon spreading its last rays. I was in haven of peace.

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The dinner was another Greek’s specialties, served in order. It was wonderful how the staffs quickly disappeared after serving us in three courses, no longer at once. Another good sign, I chuckled. The appetizer was a kopanistiin a platter of fresh crunchy vegetables, followed by baked sea bass for Alexander and fried cod with garlic sauce for me. We had rizogalo as dessert, a delicious rice pudding with milk and cinnamon. 

We had our dinner in silence, but kept our sparkle gaze to each other. As much as I have never had silent dinner unless I was alone, I kind of enjoyed the moment. Romantically quiet. After clearing the table, we were served three bottles of chilled raki, tsipouro, and chios mastiha. Alexander poured us one glass each of chios mastiha. He raised his glass to make a toast, so I clinked mine to his, enjoying the exceptionally sweet aroma of the liqueur.

“Let’s have a dip, Alex,” I took his hand to follow me to the whirlpool. 

The night outdoor view was amazingly glamour as the white walls and stairs dimmed in golden light and the water in swimming pool and whirlpool were gleaming in light blue.

He grabbed one bottle of cold chios mastihawith his own glass as I took mine too. I wanted to soak into the relaxing whirlpool to end the night. I could hear his chuckle as I was giggling myself with my boldness. 

Alexander was watching at me, as I confidently undressed myself slowly. I was wearing a nude underwear. He stood there like a statue as I dipped into the quite big whirlpool, took in the booster seat near the whirlpool to sit as the water level was too high for my height and gave him my back as I was sitting sideways facing to the dark ocean. It seemed they have cleaned and refilled the water as the water felt very relaxing and smelled a bit of lavender. 

I moaned as the steamy hot water simultaneously eased my joint soreness. It was a very good relaxing soak, I closed my eyes for a while as the powerful jet and soothing air bubbles pampered my body from every direction. I turned around, hearing Alexander got into the whirlpool. I gasped when he wrapped his strong arms on my waist and caught my lips with his. I kissed him back and moved back, feeling his huge and hard manhood pressed on my belly, with no barrier. It was like he wanted to spear my stomach with that thing.

“Alex,” I bit my lips, panting but anxiously laughing.

I tried to push him away, but he didn’t budge. He grabbed my arms, lowered his face with mouth found its way to my earlobe.

“You’re playing dangerous game, Kimberly,” his hoarse voice murmured caressing my ear.

Instead of pushing him, I wrapped my arms on his neck and gave him a deep long kiss. He pushed me against the whirlpool and grabbed my bum against his suffering groin. As much as I wet myself and wanted to have him inside of me, I was still not ready yet to have my cherry popped. There was slight of doubt with our too perfect relationship and I didn’t want to wake up with guilty tomorrow. He ended the kisses and retrieved to the other side, looking at me with unreadable gaze.

“Alex?” I called him, feeling his sudden absence.

“Stay there, Kimberly,” he replied sternly and gave me a motion to not coming any closer.

“Do you mad at me?” I asked him softly, my mix emotion started to burst out. 

I felt bad to myself as being too stubborn causing for his suffer. 

Couldn’t we just be together without lusting to each other the whole time? 

I guessed, sexually active man and virgin woman think differently. 

He showed me his white teeth under the dim light, his dark eyes were glowing, “No, Kimberly. I’m cooling off. I’m good,” he answered and poured another drink for him, “Want some?” he offered.

I came over him with my empty glass, knowing that it could be a trap, but I’m no longer scared of his nudity nor desire, “Yes, please.”

Then He poured me one, gazing at me, “Are you scared of me, Kimberly?”

“No,” I replied. 

I’m scared if our relationship changed after giving up myself. He nodded, gave me my glass and pulled me gently to his side. He kissed my head.

“I will protect you, Kimberly. From all bad intentions, including from myself,” he said softly.

“Alex,” I pulled his arm to wrap on it and rested my head on it. 

I wanted few more minutes with him in tranquility.

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We left the villa at 07:00 a.m. after having an early breakfast. I had pites, savory pies filled in spinach and cheese, a small portion of kagianas, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and feta, and a small bowl of yoghurt with honey, walnuts, and fruits. I have never been so full in the morning. As for Alexander, he just ate the rare black angus steak in rare with a red wine. He seemed to like having a tensed morning ever since he awoke me at 05:30 a.m. to get ready. Still, I couldn’t help to smile recalling to last night when we were sleeping together in spooning position as he told me once again that I could trust him. He was being protective all the time, but I wasn’t suffocated even once. 

Does he agitate for his meeting at Ravello or the fact that I’ll be waiting for him at Positano alone? 

I googled Ravello is only an hour drive from Positano. He strongly requested me to stay in the villa until he returned as usually the meeting wouldn’t be last long. I wondered why not letting me to wait somewhere at Ravello while he was on meeting. That would be much convenient for him. 

But again, I have to trust him, right? 

I already sent email to my boss, requesting for one day leave. Even if we actually could make it back, but I want to stay a night at Positano with Alexander. I already told him and he agreed with my plan. 

Alexander kept clenching his jaws and gripping my hand tight until we arrived at the busy airport. He was wearing formal three-piece suit in dark grey vest and pea coat with a light grey shirt and black ties. I love seeing him in three-piece suit, honestly he is a well-dressed kind of man, although his style is a bit mature and serious for his age. Carla must be laughed at me knowing I judged Alexander’s taste, as she kept telling me that I stand for boring colors only, never wore bold vivid colors as I always wear basic or pastel mostly in monochromatic, just like today, a nude satin tank top with matching pleated midi skirt and nude cashmere open front cardigan. But, no matter how good looking my Alexander is or how curious I am with his tension, I want to take the last glance over the beautiful and memorable Mykonos. I’ll offer him a massage during our four hours flight to Naples later.

Kristof’s POV:

I could feel that the Prince Alexander was gone tensed after receiving direct call from King Marius, calling him to go to Prince Nicholas’s mansion at Ravello with me. I already called Jan last night to go to Napoli to watch over his little human during our meeting at Ravello, as Andrei was on important errand in Greenland. I was wondering why he really didn’t want to ask assistance from Prince Nicholas even when they weren’t get along as Prince Nicholas is literally owned the Europe. He owned lavish estates everywhere in the world and has more bodyguards even more than the king himself. He surely wouldn’t mind lending one or two of his most trusted bodyguards to his older brother. But I think he didn’t want anyone know about his human as the crown prince strongly affirmed that I have to stay quiet even if the king asked me about his human, which is difficult as no one could lie or defy the king. His father is famous to kill anyone who caught lying at him. But the crown prince is my true master, even if defending him causing me death, I’d be willing to deal with it.

Still, I was wondering what relationship the crown prince has with his human. I got it, she is one alluring little human, but his wife is a catch, but I have never seen him treating his born vampire wife the same as he did to the human. It’s almost like he treated the human like his mate. When I saw that he adoringly gazed at the little human and kissed her lovingly, I was so shocked and it’s difficult to pretend not to hear anything between the prince and the human in the plane and villa, as being vampire means our hearing sense is greatly enhanced. Even their whispers and her moans could clearly be heard in six hundred meters. I’m not Andrei who know how to completely shut down his mind over one curious thing, I could if I have to, but when I’m alone, it just slipped inside.

This is so embarrassing, he could read my mind like an opened book if he wanted to.

 me and my wild mind.

his voice in my head was stern.

I already called him right away after having the order yesterday and he already arrived at Naples at 02:00 a.m. to prepare the transfer route to Ravello and Positano and to arrange a villa at Positano. I already prepared for the car too, as he ordered me yesterday. Luckily, we did get a good one even in short notice, with a very steep price, but money has never been the issue for most of us, especially the royalties.

he continued.

 his voice was demanding, I got up and knocked the cockpit asking for the departure time. 

The stewardess informed to me before the door was opened.

It means around ten minutes, but he probably already knew as he could hear whoever in the cockpit.