Chapter 4: The Town

Anika Regio's POV

I never thought that I would see anything outside of Milan. But here I was, in a scenic town that was so ancient but it was fused with the modern era as well. I was happy as I was looking around before Damien parked the van and he got out to open the door for me.

"After you," he said as he offered his hand to help me out. I took it and the electric was coming through my blood lightning fast. I gripped his hand before I set my feet on the ground that I let him go. He did not notice my reaction and I hoped he never will. It would be embarrassing.

"Welcome to our humble town. It was nothing much but the tourists love this cafe place that has Breakfast Bulge. I can assure you that you will not go hungry after eating that. It can be considered as lunch and dinner as well because the big portion," Damien said in his slightly accented English. I think it was exotic whereas I had adapted the American slang.

"I see. What else I can learn around the town? Don't you have any story that you would share with me?" I asked him as he opened the door to the cafe as I walked inside before he followed me.

"Thank you. Now I know why people gave you 5 stars on every review, Damien," I said as I stared at him as he took his seat in front of me. He laughed.

"And why is that?"

"Because you know how to make yourself charming and charismatic. I'm sure a lot of your private tourists were females, correct?" I said bluntly before I can assess what I was talking about. I blinked at him before he stared at me.

He chuckled before he shook his head as I felt my face was hot. I think I blushed at that accusation of him having flings with every tourist that he tour guided on his island.

"No, agápi mou, I don't put my best effort until I met you. I think you're the only person that I consider to give my best service to you," he said as his stormy orbs were focusing on my eyes. I gulped.

Was this a confession or what? And what the hell is agápi mou?!

I cleared my head as I was looking at the cafe. It has nice interior decor that I would love to spend my time with my lover and get to know him.

Wait, stop thinking about that!

"So, you want the Breakfast Bulge, or do you wish to eat anything else?" Damien asked me as I was looking at the menu. I cannot speak or read Greek. So, I think it was best to ask him.

"Well, I don't know any Greek and I was hoping that you will be taking care of me, Mr. Tour Guide," I said as I was setting the menu down and I was batting my lashes at him, hoping he would be seduced by me.

Why would I consider to seduce him anyway?!

Damien laughed as he was looking at me before he shook his head. He stood up from the table as he smiled charmingly at me.

"Then, you have to trust me with all your heart,"

"Didn't I do that already? I did ask you to take care of my food, Damien," I said as I was looking at him. He smirked before he went to the counter and I was looking at his backside. He has a good backside and I cannot wait to run it over my—

I shook my head. What was wrong with me? Since when I was a flirt and since when I was thinking about sleeping with a stranger? This was the tour guide that I was talking about! I cannot have a tryst with him! It would be a disaster.

'But it would be fun,' my dark thoughts said as I was looking at Damien who was coming to sit at the table again. He took the number for our food and he turned to look at me.

"I guess you never taste any Greek food, correct?" He asked me as I nodded. I don't trust myself to speak to him anymore. I think I might slur something that I would regret later.

"You're in luck! I order the traditional Greek breakfast and I hope that you would like it. I know you would," he said as he smiled at me. I arched my eyebrow at him.

"Aren't you assuming much, mister? How come you know I would love to eat it?" I asked him as he laughed. His eyes crinkled at the end. I know that he was genuine in his laughter now. He was genuine to be in my companion and he enjoyed my banter with him.

"If I told you that I can read you like a book, would you be happy?" He asked as I blushed. I turned to look away from him as he was too much for my 23 years of no experience in the love department.

I don't think I can survive his flirt more than I should

I sighed before I was looking at the town as the tourists were strolling around. I wonder how many have Damien do for a private tour? Not that I care but I would like to know as well.

"What are you thinking about?" Damien broke the trace of my mind before I turned to look at him. His grey orbs were focused on me as I was smiling. I bit my lower lips before he was focusing on it before he cleared his throat.

"Nothing, I was just wanted to know how much you give private tours to," I said as I was smiling at him. He looked at me before he said his answer.

"I only did for you because I never had any chance to do until I met you,"

And with that, my heart soared to the sky of his confession that I was the only one that ever been with him alone on the island.

Damien Laskaris' POV

I was smiling as I was driving home after I dropped off my client, Anika, at the hotel that I thought was not good enough. I wanted to give her another view of the island by staying at the private cottage that was owned by my family. But I thought it should be after her week was up at the hotel.

I smirked as I can see that my private tourist was more than she was. I felt my cock stirred at the thought of her redhead on my pillow and her uncanny violet eyes were staring at me. And the way that she bit her lower lips. I shivered with anticipation. I wondered how she would kiss.

'Damien, are you free?' Arthur asked me by the mind link. I was entering the private property of the pack as I was parking the van in front of the house that was bestowed to me when my parents died.

'I just got back at the house, why?' I asked him.

'We need to ask you some question, it's concerning my brother,'

'Half, don't forget that part,' I jested before I heard a growl in my mind. I rolled at Arthur's hotheadedness. He was always protective of what he considered his. And that includes his family.

'Come on. I don't have all day. I have to get back to the city for the night tour of my client,' I said as I was taking the stuff from the van and I went to unlock the door of my house.

'Client? Singular? I say, Damien, you don't take groups anymore?' Arthur said with amusement as I rolled my eyes when I got inside the house. It was bare as I considered this place as where I showered, sleep, and eat if I have time. It was not a home to me, it was just a place to do my necessities.

'I am outside. Can I come in?' Arthur asked as I was opening the door. He stood there with Xavier and Caleb, the Alpha of Shadow pack.

"Well, I will be damned to be visited by the royalty. Come on in and make yourself comfortable," I said as I was inviting them and made coffee. I hope I was not in trouble.