Pollyanna and the Greek Billionaire (Innocent and Betrayed) by Marian Tee Read Free Book Online

so relieved and grateful he wasn’t leaving.  
    He stood up, and so did she. Their gazes met, her eyes filled with fear and innocent longing. It made Kyr slowly draw her to him, and he heard himself say, “I am not an easy person to be with. I’m too damaged, too cynical, too damn old. I’ll probably hurt you without knowing, and for that, I’m already apologizing.” Lifting his head, he cupped her chin, smiling wryly as he said, “Given all that, are you sure you still want me in your life?”
    “Yes.” She answered without any hesitation, and her eyes shone bright like stars.
    Ah, God.
    He was the most selfish bastard on earth, to take what she was offering when he knew he didn’t deserve it.
    But it was too late now.  
    His eyes closed. “Be patient with me, psaraki.” And before he realized what he was doing, he was already bending down to press a soft kiss on her hair, committing everything to her – everything except his nonexistent heart.

Chapter Five

    “What’s that?” Kyr curiously eyed the massive bag Polly had slung over one shoulder the next day. He watched her put it down next to the picnic hamper with a frown, thinking that the bag looked older and heavier than she was.  
    “Well…” Her tone, which matched the sheepish smile that had flitted over her lips, fascinated him. He had a feeling she was going to say something insane again. “Coz it’s our first date, you know?”
    And because she had started rummaging through her enormous bag, Polly missed the way the billionaire froze at her choice of words.
    “I just want to be sure I have everything,” she was saying while pulling out a blanket and then spreading it on the grass. “I want to be prepared.” Kneeling down, she began to take the food and drinks out of the hamper, all of which she had singlehandedly prepared.
    Kyr barely understood the rest of her words. Date. The foolish girl thought they were dating, that they were a permanent item now. Goddammit. Hadn’t he told her they were going to take it day by day? So why the hell was she thinking they were dating now?  
    For God’s sake, there had been women in his life he had fucked over a week without even knowing their last names. And yet here was Polly, thinking they were dating after one kiss?
    Looking up, Pollyanna gave the billionaire a sunny smile, asking laughingly, “Why are you still standing, silly?” She took his hand without warning and tugged him down.  
    Noting his stiff posture, she thought ruefully that maybe her first choice for their date was too ordinary for him. “Is it your first time to go on a picnic date?”
    “Yes.” Kyr saw no reason to lie.
    “I figured as much.” She looked at him in concern. “Do you want to go somewhere else? I’d be game with whatever, really—”
    “No. Of course not.” He forced himself to relax. “New experiences are always a good thing.” He was just going to pretend she hadn’t said anything about dating.
    “If you’re sure?” She gave him a skeptical look.
    Kyr was beginning to feel a little offended. “I’m not a snob.”
    She swallowed back a laugh. “Of course,” she said quickly, even while remembering how Mr. Not-A-Snob looked at her when she suggested they borrow bikes from the staff so they could cycle to the picnic grounds.
    Kyrillos Gazis did not do bikes, that look had said. Limousines, sports cars, Harley Davidson bikes – those were the only acceptable modes of trans. Bikes, especially borrowed and old ones, were totally out of the question.
    Watching her shoulders shake as she silently unwrapped a sandwich, he said pleasantly, “I hope you’re not laughing at me.”
    Her fingers stilled, but her shoulders shook harder.
    “And if this is all about me being a snob—”
    She could no longer keep it to herself, bursting into peals of laughter as she gasped, “B-but your t-tone. It’s a-already s-snobbish—”
    Impertinent little blowfish, he thought even as a reluctant grin stretched