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Author: Marian Tee

Chapter Two

“Are you done yet?” Mykolas murmured the question two days later over the phone while reading a draft for a shipping contract his secretary had given to him. He was at his Athens office, working overtime, and he couldn’t remember the last time he had enjoyed himself this much. And it was all, surprisingly enough, because of Velvet.

“Nope,” Velvet answered as she tallied the correct answers and wrote the student’s final score on the top margin of the answer sheet. She was alone in her bedroom – and probably also the only one right now inside the dorm. It was a Saturday after all, and most teachers generally took advantage of the weekend to leave the island and have fun elsewhere.

But here she was, happily checking her students’ tests. She had even turned down Mandy’s invitation to go out, and it was all because of him. “What about you?”

“In an hour, I’ll be finished with the draft and have to meet a business associate over dinner.” They had been talking for over an hour now, a record for him. Mykolas kept waiting to be bored but instead, he had only found himself more and more intrigued. Maybe it was because most of the women he had dated were too self-absorbed, and as such almost everything they had to say was about them.

But Velvet was different. Getting her to talk about herself was like pulling a tooth, but by now, he had talked to her long and often enough to figure things out. And so he asked in a deceptively casual voice, “Why did you choose to become a schoolteacher?”

She answered absently, “Because I wanted to give hope…” Velvet caught herself in time and scowled at her phone. “Ha-ha. Very funny.”

“There’s nothing wrong about me getting to know you better,” he responded even as he mulled her words over. Whenever Velvet lost herself in her work, she was prone to slip and reveal things about herself. And so now he knew she wanted to be a teacher because she wanted to give hope. Was this because her parents were the same – or the opposite? It usually was one or the other.

“There’s no need to get to know me better because we are not meeting, period.”

“You know it’s inevitable that we meet, agape mou. The chemistry between us is too hot and too rare to ignore.”

“You and I,” she said sweetly, “we’re like negative and positive forces. Ne’er shall the two meet.”

“Two words, my soon-to-be-lover: opposites attract.”

Velvet…grinned. She couldn’t help it. Practically every man who had tried to hit on her only had lame comebacks to give whenever she rebuffed them. But Mykolas was…different.

“I can feel you smiling, Velvet. My brain is a turn on, ne? You will find my body even more so, I promise you. And when I f**k you, I will f**k you so good you will wonder why you postponed our meeting for so long.”

“You are so full of it.” She wanted to sound haughty, but all she managed was to sound like she was running out of oxygen. Damn. “From my experience, men who talk big are just that. All talk.”

“How many times must I tell you, lovely Velvet? I am not like most men. I am Mykolas Sallis, and on the first day we f**k, I promise you. You will love my cock.”

Daaaamn. Why was his arrogance such a turn on? “I bet you have a small one.”

“Sometimes, women do wish it’s smaller.”

She rolled her eyes. “You are just really so full of it…”

“It’s true.”

He said it so simply she couldn’t help but challenge him, “How long is it?”

Mykolas shrugged even though Velvet couldn’t see him. “I’ve never tried to measure it.”

An imp inside her made Velvet say naughtily, “Then do it now.”

He snorted.

“No, really. I want to know. Measure it. Now.”

“And what would be my reward if I do?”

She thought about it. “I’ll say something dirty.”

“Done.”

Mykolas had answered so swiftly it made Velvet laugh. She listened to him rummaging, probably going through his drawers.

“I never thought I’d do something like this, agape mou,” Mykolas admitted with a grimace as he finally found a ruler.

She asked curiously, “Would you be able to, umm, measure it if…”

“I don’t have a hard-on?”

Velvet coughed. “Yeah, that.”

He unzipped himself. “Do not worry about that. I’m always hard when talking to you.”

“Mykolas!”

Her embarrassed gasp had him smiling as he took out his cock, but a grimace replaced the smile as he brought the ruler next to it. If anyone found out about this, he would probably kill himself. Only insecure bastards cared to know numbers of this kind.

Unable to stand the suspense since she was genuinely curious, Velvet demanded, “Well?”

“It’s long enough to make any woman delirious.”

“Come on, give me a figure.”

Sighing, he said, “Eleven point five.”

Velvet’s jaw dropped. “What?”

“You heard me,” Mykolas answered patiently as he swiftly disposed of the ruler and put his engorged c**k back into his pants.

“Maybe you measured it wrong?”

“Velvet.”

Eleven point five. Surely that was an exaggeration? But…Mykolas didn’t seem to be the type to exaggerate. “I mean, if that’s true, you should have worked as a  p**n  star.”

Something occurred to him at Velvet’s words and he asked, “I know you’re a schoolteacher, but do you have any idea what my job is?”

“It doesn’t matter what your job is.”

Mykolas’ brow lifted at Velvet’s unexpected answer. “Why is that?”

“Because I know you’re a Greek billionaire.”

Mykolas stilled.

Velvet smirked. “Relax. I didn’t check you out online. It’s just that I also know a certain Greek billionaire—”

Jealousy, an unfamiliar emotion to him but was nonetheless recognizable, flared up inside Mykolas and he asked coolly, “How well do you know him?”

She asked innocently, “Are you jealous?”

He returned silkily, “Would you like me to tell you that I also know a certain schoolteacher…”

Velvet grimaced. “Touché.”

Mykolas’ face softened slightly. He liked how Velvet was easily able to admit she was wrong. “As long as you do not refer to any other man when talking to me, agape mou, we will be fine.” 

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