Page 210 of In Love with a Cruel Billionaire

Chapter 21

She said: To wed a Greek billionaire, one must be very good at keeping what she’s caught.

He said: You make me sound like a damn fish.

She said: But a very gorgeous fish.

He said: Still a damn fish.

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PROOF OF MAIRI’S DEJECTIONwas how she appeared unaware of the fact that it was taking the driver at least thirty minutes longer than he should to drive them home. When the driver became aware of the contemplative look Drake was subjecting him to, his fingers tightened nervously around the steering wheel.

“I thought we should take another route to avoid traffic,” the driver said lamely.

After a beat, Drake answered mildly, “As long as you have no plans to kill us, I don’t mind what route you take.”

The driver gulped. “No, sir.”

“Because if you have, now is the time to change your mind. It will not end well for you if you don’t.”

“I swear, sir. I just...need to take this way on the way to Mr. Leventis’ home.”

Drake nodded. “Just so we are clear.”

When they reached Damen Leventis’ home, Drake noted several things were amiss. The silence enveloping the home was unnatural. Not dangerous, but...questionable. As he slowly got out of the car, Drake made a subtle gesture with his fingers, a secret signal for his men, all of them working incognito, to inspect the property for threats. He was probably being paranoid, but playing it safe was always better than being careless.

Upon entering the house, Mairi turned to him, a drawn look on her face. “Can you wait for me here? There’s something I need to get from my room.”

“I’ll go with you.”

Mairi frowned. “You don’t have to.”

“I prefer to.” Rather, it was necessary because the house felt too empty and dark.

Shrugging, Mairi said, “Okay. Just wait for me in the hallway then.”

When Mairi entered the bedroom she shared with Damen, Drake moved to one end of the hallway and checked the front yard. Nothing except for the other car Stavros Manolis had lent to Damen, which was parked a good distance away from the house. Why would the man park so far from his own home?

Taking out his gun, he moved towards the other end, his steps silent as ever. This time, he peered through the windows facing the pool, and that was when he saw it. Slowly, the tension left his body, and Drake allowed himself to grimace.

Maybe he really was getting too paranoid. He should take a vacation after his job with Mairi Tanner-Leventis was over. Turning around when he heard Mairi’s door creak open, Drake was astonished to find Mairi clutching her suitcase in her hands.

“Let’s go?”

He asked carefully, “Where to?”

“America.”

“Without Leventis? You are leaving your husband?”

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