Page 91 of In Love with a Cruel Billionaire

He waited for her to continue from there, to let him know about her past with Manolis, but she didn’t. Finally he asked, “What are your plans for today?” The guilty look that darted towards him made Damen’s fists clench. She had been so lost in her thoughts of another man she had fucking forgotten he, Damen Leventis, was here with her.

Mairi mumbled, “I’m going to, umm, work out.” Exercise had become therapeutic, the way things that used to be confusing became suddenly clear by the time she had run herself to the ground. And this time, she was more confused than ever but Damen probably wouldn’t like knowing that.

She was trying to hide her thoughts from him.Damen knew her too well for it to work, but it was a fact Mairi would not likely believe because of their short and pain-filled past.

He heard himself saying, “I’ll work out with you.”

Her surprised gaze flew to him. “Y-you will?”

Damen answered with a careless shrug, “I don’t see why not. I do not have anything scheduled for the day.”

She blurted out, “But you hate working out with me.”

Color stained his hard high-boned cheeks. “I did not exactly say that—-”

“Youpracticallydid then,” she said, still bemused at Damen’s unexpected announcement. “The last time we jogged, you told me I was slower than a turtle.”

“I meant it like an endearment—-”

“And the last time we went to the gym and I was on the treadmill, you told me that I didn’t know how to run properly—-”

“Your breasts shook too much—-”

Mairi threw her hands up. “How can I stop them from shaking?”

Knowing full well he had been and was still being unreasonable about the topic concerning her breasts – which really shook too much, making the sight exceptionally arousing for any man – Damen said flatly instead, “Just tell me if you do not care for my company.”

At the words, Mairi snapped her mouth shut with a sigh.

He was sosly.

“You know I always want to be with you,” Mairi mumbled.

And again, he was disarmed.

She was sosly.

Wordlessly, Damen closed the distance between them and his hand clasped her nape. When she turned towards him, his lips took hers in a kiss that soothed whatever had to be soothed. For once, passion didn’t flare up, the kiss remaining sweet and tender between them.

Even so, when Damen lifted his head, her eyes were wide with wonder and she said dreamily, “Hi.”

He laughed.

She really was sosly,the way she got under his skin all the time, but he was not complaining.

“Hi,” he said huskily. “We’re okay now,matakia mou?”

She nodded, a dreamy expression still on her face.

“Good. We’ll work out as you planned.” She nodded in the same obedient manner, making him laugh. “It will not be a problem to appreciate this submissive part of you.”

“Anything you want,” she told him.

His gaze became hooded, Damen being ruthless enough not to let that promise slip by. “Anything?”

She nodded dutifully.

“Good. Then you will tell me about Stavros, won’t you?”

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