The Greek Billionaire's Mistress

Chapter Fourteen

CARA

I sat on my bed, in my apartment, staring at the open box that lay before me, waiting to be packed with clothes and other things I needed for my stay with Adrian. I didn’t need an angel, or the devil himself to tell me that I was getting myself into a mess that would be very difficult to come out of.

Why had I agreed to such a thing?

Gabriel had called nonstop that evening as if he knew that I had finally gotten my hands on Adrian. I had refused to pick the calls, and instead stared at the phon until it stopped ringing and went silent. If only he knew…

“What are you doing, Cara?” I whispered into the empty room. And there was that kiss. It had taken everything I had in me not to go back for more: his lips had been so soft…it had felt like I had died and gone to heaven in the short seconds it lasted. And the way he had looked at me…phew…

Annoyed at the direction my thoughts were going, I stood up and began to pack my things. It was just going to last for a couple of weeks, he had said. And in those couple of weeks, I was clueless as to what I needed.

What clothes and accessories did a woman need when she was with the one and only Adrian Nikalaou?

Everything.

Every f*****g thing!

Too engrossed in my packing, I didn’t notice when Elena walked through the widely open door, until she was standing right in front of me

“Why are you shoving all your belongings into that box, like you won’t be back?” Elena asked, staring at the box and the clothes that continues to pile up on it.

I rolled my eyes, ignoring the expression on my sisters face. It was nice to see her again, and have her around. But the thing with Adrian was kinda very important, and was an opportunity Iwasn’t ready to miss. “I am just taking the things I need, Elena.” I drawled, pulling out a black strappless dress I had bought for a function months back, but hadn’t worn it, as I had fallen ill that day. “Do you think this would be okay to wear to a dinner date?” I asked Elena.

The truth was, I wasn’t sure what being Adrian’s fake mistress entailed. Would we go to functions together? Would he take me out in public? Would he take me to fake dates?

A lot of unanswered questions flooded my mind.

It was Elena’s turn to roll her eyes. “Obviously…” she answered and set about, sorting the clothes which were in the bag already. “I swear you. Don’t know the first thing about packing.” She grumbled, and I smiled discreetly. Elena was right. And I secretly hoped that my sister would help me out.

“Thank you sis!” I said, moving to the place I kept my shoes.

There was a heavy sigh from behind me. “Are you sure you are doing the right thing, Cara?” Elena asked, sounding very worried, and rightly so. It was the same question that had kept running through my head, at night, and even this morning when the driver had dropped me off at my apartment.

“I have no answer to that question, Elena.” I shrugged, holding out a pair of shoes to my sister. “All I know is, this is an opportunity I don’t want to miss.” I added, and turned to show her another one, not wanting my sister to see the expression on my face.

I was wrong, and I knew it.

“Cara…I know what the media has been saying about him. They have continued to paint him as this bad person, with a lot of ego.” Elena said, and I heard the sound of the zip as she shut the box. “But then…on the other hand, I think you are taking this too far. He was honest with you when he asked you to do this for him, and you…oh dear. If he finds out what you are up to…” she trailed off, not completing her sentence. She didn’t need to.

I already knew what she was trying to say. “He’s not going to find out.” I retorted, trying to convince both myself, and my sister. “And even if he does, I would be long gone by then. And would have my damn job back.”

As I spoke, the words felt like sand in my mouth.

“Are you listening to yourself? You want to meet this man’s family, and write about them, and him…Cara_” she tried to say, but was interrupted by the blast of my ringtone.

We both turned to look at the phone at the same time, and saw the name written there.

Adrian.

I bit my lips as I picked up the phone, suddenly feeling like a bundle of nerves. “Hello?” I spoke softly into the phone. I could feel my heart race in anticipation of hearing his voice,

Odd.

“Hey…uhhh…I’ll be at your place in five minutes.” His thick voice filtered through the phone, causing my already jumbled nerves to tighten further. “Just wanted to give you a heads up.”

I nodded and managed a slight smile, even if he couldn’t see me. “Okay, Adrian. I’m already packed.” I said, casting a quick glance at my sister, who had just zipped up the second box, containing my shoes.

“See you in a bit.” He said, and hung up.

How could he affect me, just by speaking?

I must have stood there for a few long moments because, Elena was suddenly in my face, frowning. “Earth to Cara.” And gave me a slight shove as if to bring me back to reality.

I needed it.

“He said he’ll be here in five.” I managed and bent down to pick up one of the boxes.

“And you already spent half of that smiling and licking your lips, weird woman.” Elena bit out, picking up the second box as we made our way out of the room to the living room.

I didn’t comment on that, and instead, remained quiet. How could I deny, when I had been caught red handed?