Lisa's POV

He leaned down and kissed my lips as he held my wrist. I pushed him back, but he didn't move. He trailed his lips down to my neck.

"Zack...stop...it," I murmured.

I hated the effect he had on me. I also couldn't let him continue with Stefano just outside the room.

He bit my earlobe slightly, and I moaned. He slid his hand under my skirt and lifted it up to stroke my inner thigh. I shivered in desire.

He unbuttoned my blouse and placed kisses down my neck to my breasts.

"Zack...stop!" I murmured between my breaths. "You're...crazy!"

"You...make...me...crazy," he murmured between kisses.

He pushed my panties aside and shoved his finger inside me. I moaned as I pressed my head back into the pillow.

"I like how your body responds to me," he murmured and kissed my lips while he moved his finger in and out. He transferred his lips to my neck.

"Zack...stop," I murmured. Do I honestly want him to stop?

He lifted his head up and asked me, "Are you sure?"

"We need..."

He smirked at me with a devilish smile, and said, "Ok."

He pulled out his finger and got up. I looked at him, dumbfounded. I needed him.

"Let it be as you say." He smirked and adjusted his dress shirt. He trailed his hand through his hair and walked out, leaving me on the bed, turned on.

The arrogant bastard! How dare he leave me like this?

The one time he decided to listen to me, he wasn't supposed to. I knew he did it on purpose.

Ugh! I hate you, Zack.

I got up, and buttoned my blouse and adjusted my skirt. I checked my appearance in the mirror and walked out.

Zack was drinking his drink without looking at me. I noticed that he was smirking and gave him a dirty look.

After hours had passed, the plane landed. There was a car waiting for us. We got in and went to Zack's farmhouse. Everybody was supposed to be there.

Yannis drove the car as extra security followed behind.

Yannis parked the car in front of the farmhouse. The house was beautiful, surrounded by olive groves and vineyards.

Once we walked in, Zack's parents, Zack's sister, and Stefano's parents greeted us.

We went into the living room. Just as I was sitting down, Zack's phone rang. He picked up and walked away. A few minutes later, he came back. He looked angry. He told everyone that he needed to go.

It was late, and I was tired, so I went to my room.

***

I felt a weight on my waist and opened my eyes. I noticed it was morning because the sun was shining through windows.

I saw Zack sleeping beside me with his arms wrapped around me. He was sleeping like an angel. I smiled. My devil looked like an angel.

I stroked his hair. Even though he blinked his eyes, they didn't open. He pulled me closer to him and buried his head in the hollow of my neck.

"Zack, wake up," I said as I stroked his hair.

"Mmm."

He didn't wake up. I let him sleep more. He must have been tired. He must have come back late.

Where was he? Was this about his job or something else?

He rubbed his eyes and opened them. He looked at me as I looked back at him. He smiled at me, and I smiled back.

"Good morning," he said in a sleepy voice.

"Good morning."

I know he suddenly thought of something because he smirked playfully at me.

"Wow! You didn't ask me what I'm doing here," he said sarcastically. "I think my lesson was didactic. You learned not to say what you don't mean."

I gave him a dirty look. He happily laughed at me. I missed his smile.

He placed a soft kiss on my lips. He pulled his lips back and stroked my cheek. Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit me.

I got up quickly and rushed to the bathroom. Zack came in after me and held my hair back while he rubbed my back. After throwing up, I washed my face. Zack was looking at me with a brooding look.

"Do you feel better?" he asked.

"Yes, I do," I said. "It's from all the stress I've been feeling lately."

Zack's POV

I went to my room. I thought about Lisa. She threw up and said it was because of stress. But maybe...? No! The doctor said that her fertile days had ended six days before we had unprotected sex.

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Stefano.

"Good morning, Stefano. Are you not home?" I asked him. I hadn't seen his car.

"Good morning. No, I left early. I'm going to Italy to handle something there. It's urgent," he said. "The detective called me today. He said that they are sure that it's her."

"What?"

"Yes, they haven't found where she is."

"Ok. I will tell the security to be more careful."

"Ok, see you later."

"Bye." I hung up.

Shit!

I called Yannis and told him about her.

I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. I put on my clothes and left the house. I went to the holding.

There was an envelope on my desk. I grabbed it and opened it. There was a note.

'You must be happy your slut is with you. But your happiness won't last.'

Damn it!

I punched the table. I called and asked my secretary who had brought the envelope, but she said that she didn't see anyone.

I called Yannis. A few minutes later, he came in.

"Kύριε Πετρόπουλο?" (Mr. Petropoulos?)

I gave him the note. He took it and read it.

"Where is the security looking at?" I screamed. "Someone came into my office without anyone knowing! How is that possible?"

"I will look at the security cameras."

"Yannis, find her," I ordered him.

"Yes, sir." Yannis walked out.

I called Stefano and told him about the envelope I received. I didn't tell him what was on the note.

After reading the note, I couldn't stay in the holding. I went to the farmhouse.

When I walked into the living room, I saw Lisa. She was eating strawberries with her eyes closed as she moaned.

Lisa's POV

Marina and I walked into the garden. After walking around, we went to the living room. We were alone in the house. The housekeeper brought us tea, pancakes, and strawberries.

Marina's phone rang. She picked up the phone and walked away.

I started eating strawberries. They were very delicious.

When I lifted my gaze, I saw Zack. He was leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. He was looking at me with lustful eyes.

"Don't moan like that again, or I will take you here," he said huskily without taking his eyes off me.

"Not before I finish my strawberries. I feel like if I don't eat all of them, I will die. They are very delicious, divine. I did not feel like this before," I said, still eating.

Shit! Did I say he could take me after I finish the strawberries? I flushed.

When I looked at him, he was looking at me with a suspicious look.