Charlotte's POV

"Sure." Alexis nodded and looked at me, extending his hand towards me.

I gave him a slight smile and held his hand as my father walked towards my mother in quick steps.

Alexis wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his chest firmly while staring at me with a pair of Aegean blue orbs. Every time he looked at me, it felt like he was seeing through me.

I took a deep breath and rested my hands on his shoulder while my heart was pounding.

"You look beautiful." He commented huskily after twirling me around.

I looked at him, surprised. I didn't wait for him to compliment me.

"Thank you." I mumbled and gave him a shy smile.

Ugh! Here we go again!

Why do I feel shy when I am with him?

"A penny for your thoughts?" He said in amusement, interrupting my thoughts.

"Nothing." I lied and forced a smile.

He smiled, shaking his head. "Do you always furrow your eyebrows when you think about nothing?" He asked sarcastically.

I gave him a dirty look. "Do you not have anything to do other than examining my expressions?'

He sighed and twirled me around quickly and pulled me back into his chest roughly, making me bump into his chest.

"Hey! Be gentle." I warned him angrily.

"Sorry." He said nonchalantly and tightened his grip around my waist. "Are you afraid of me?" He asked, looking into my eyes.

I raised my eyebrow, puzzled. "What made you think I am afraid of you?" I asked in a sardonic tone.

"Your heart is pounding. You are almost trembling. And you are blushing and become shy when I look you in the eyes." He stated firmly, looking into my eyes intensely.

I cleared my throat and chuckled. "Are you dreaming while you are awake?" I asked mockingly, trying to control my voice.

He smirked, shaking his head. "No. I am sure of every word I said." He whispered in my ear, his breath fanning my neck. I shivered in sensation. He pulled his head back slightly and gave me a self-satisfied smirk as he noticed it.

Bravo, Charlotte! Bravo!

Now this annoying Greek will not stop talking bullshit!

I breathed deeply, frowning while he was still smirking, and we continued dancing.

I was sipping my wine while ignoring Alexis' smirk. He hadn't left my side even after we stopped dancing. I would be happy if he left me alone, but I didn't think I was so lucky tonight.

"Alexis?" A woman called the Greek jerk, approaching us, and gave him a wide smile.

I raised my eyebrow in suspicion as the girl hugged him cheerfully. It was the fourth woman who approached him since we stopped dancing.

Is she his girlfriend?

Or ex?

Or another mistress?

I gritted my teeth in annoyance while they were chatting, ignoring me. Meanwhile, the girl couldn't take her hands off him for a second, touching his chest, arms.

"One night stand?" I asked sarcastically, rolling my eyes as the girl finally left, leaving me alone with Alexis.

He raised his eyebrow, and the corner of his lips curled up in an amused smile.

"What made you think she was my one night stand, not my ex-girlfriend?" He asked mockingly as he closed the distance between us, looking at me with his piercing gaze.

I gulped nervously, feeling uncomfortable because of our closeness, and replied in a sardonic tone. "It is the fourth girl who has approached you since our dance. And all of them were so touchy-feely. And from her dress and behaviors, even you wouldn't have a serious relationship with her."

He chuckled, making my heart beat faster. "Even me? Who do you think I am?" He asked in amusement. "An incorrigible womanizer?"

"Exactly." I stated, giving him an arrogant smirk.

He burst out laughing. Then he tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear and leaned towards my ear.

"I don't fool around. I like the presence of women in my life, but I don't do one night stands. So you are wrong. She and I had been dating for a few months. And before you write another scenario about my life in your head, I want to inform you that I don't need hookers." He added huskily.

"Yes, you have a mistress." I commented mockingly and rolled my eyes, taking a step back.

"Yes." He said arrogantly, nodding. I clenched my fist and gave him a dirty look. He smirked smugly and sipped his drink, looking amused.

I shook my head, frowning, and walked towards Sienna, leaving my annoying co-partner alone.

Alexis's POV

I frowned, looking at my photo with Charlotte from the event of her family company in the most famous magazine in Greece while flying on my private jet. Unfortunately, it was my mother's favourite magazine. So it was out of the question that she wouldn't see it. Maybe she had already read it, and now she was waiting impatiently for my arrival to ask me a million questions about Charlotte.

I rubbed my forehead and started reading the article, sipping my whiskey.

New Love?

The heir of Stavros Group, Alexis Stavros was seen with famous American model, Charlotte Wright. They attended the anniversary event of Wright Enterprises Holdings Inc. By the way, the beautiful model is the daughter of the well-known businessman, Asher Edward Wright.

The heir and Charlotte Wright are co-partners as well; they own a famous modeling agency together. However, it seems there is more than just a work relationship between them; they looked so close at the event.

***

As soon as the jet landed in Athens, my driver and bodyguard, Chris greeted me politely. I didn't let him accompany me when I went to New York. Actually, I was planning to come back to Greece in a few weeks, but I decided to stay there longer. Besides, I didn't need him there because I wasn't so famous in New York till the paparazzi saw me with Charlotte.

After getting in my car, I ordered Chris to take me to my grandpa's mansion. My main reason to come back was my grandpa, Elias Stavros. Otherwise, I was planning to stay in New York for a while. However, my grandpa demanded that I came back as soon as possible. And saying no to him was out of the question.  He was one of the most influential and respected businessmen in Greece as well as intimidating. He was the founder and chairman of Stavros Group.

As soon as I approached the mansion, the maid opened the door and greeted me politely before informing me that my grandfather was waiting for me in his office. I nodded and went directly to his office.

After greeting him, I sat down on the seat beside his desk.

"Finally, you managed to come back." My grandfather commented mockingly. "I hope you got entertained enough, and you are ready to continue working." He added dryly and rolled his eyes.

I gritted my teeth in annoyance. My grandpa was a difficult person; work always came first for him. However, we got along very well, excluding when he didn't approve of my woman choices. He wasn't happy that I was staying in New York for a long period of time because he knew Rebecca lived there. As much as I tried to explain to him I stayed there because of work, he didn't believe me.

"Grandpa, I wasn't entertained there. I was working. You know I bought a new agency." I stated firmly.

"Yes, you started working with a bunch of bimbos." He rolled his eyes. "Don't forget that your first and foremost responsibility is our family company." He recalled in an authoritative tone.

"Grandpa!" I exclaimed, trying to hold myself. "I know about my responsibilities. Don't worry about it. I didn't drop everything and run to New York to fool around like you think." I stated firmly. "Even if I was away, I knew what happened in my company and led it from New York. And I didn't buy the agency to have fun with dozens of women as you imply. It was a good investment. Nothing more." I added confidently.

"Whatever!" He said nonchalantly and waved his hand dismissively. "I want to talk to you about something else."

"What about?" I asked, intrigued, raising my eyebrow.

"You have a year to marry and have an heir if you want to keep your place as the CEO of Stavros Group and your inheritance." He stated in an authoritative tone.

"What?!" My eyes widened in shock.

"And of course, she has to be a decent woman who I will approve of. So don't bring your mistress." He said firmly.

"No! Are you kidding me?!" I stood up as my body trembled with anger. "I will not marry." I stated firmly and ran my hand through my hair in frustration.

"Your choice." He said nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulder. "If you don't accept my condition, your cousin will replace you in the company. Your aunt and her useless husband will be happy about it." He added, giving me a devilish look.