Chapter 1
Ava Marquez
Present day…
“Are you crazy?”
Yes, I am crazy.
I am crazy about you since I was 15 years old.
“Are you even listening to me?”
I was listening, you stupid old fool. I was merely resting my ears from your litany. Goodness! I didn’t know you had the capacity to rant like a man in front of a court defending his life. I thought you were known for being a cold and one-worded business mogul.
“We need to sort this out right now!”
Oh believe me. I know. Do you believe I haven’t thought of a plan while you were soundly sleeping like a babe? I woke up with our faces plastered on the tabloids. Of course, I will create a bullet proof plan!
Bankrupt Billionaire, Iñigo Petrakis, found in the arms of the youngest self-made millionaire, Ava Marquez.
I nearly blasted my head at the amount of emails I received from the reporters and my employees. I thought perhaps a congratulations would greet me because finally I shagged the elusive and man-hater Iñigo Petrakis.
But I stand corrected. I received hate emails from his avid supporters, a long and lengthy litany from my board of directors asking me to sort out the scandal since it was affecting my company, and a short message from my worried sister, Addie, where I was because paparazzi were in front of my doorsteps.
“Per favor Senorita Marquez, we need to end this scandal,” he begged.
Ooh that sounded really sexy, coming off of his mouth.
“Ava,” I finally spoke.
“I beg your pardon?” he asked, startled and confused.
“Call me Ava, short for Avery.” I supplied for him, grinning as he tested it out with his mouth.
“Ms. Ava. As I have said, we need to sort this out right now,” the exasperation in his eyes was back and he was wringing his hands as he clutched the newspaper in his hand. “I cannot have a scandal attached to my name again!”
"Neither can I," I drawled as I padded my way to his form. He stilled and his eyes zeroed in on the white open robe I wore. His jaw clenched and he quickly averted his gaze.
He wasn’t this evasive last night. I can clearly remember how he feasted on my breasts like a starved man. And let’s not get started on the beastly way he took me over and over last night.
My thighs clenched as wetness seeped through my car as the images flashed in my vision. Shaking my head and laughing mirthlessly, I stood before him and wickedly grinned.
"You're not the only who's name and company is in jeopardy! The only thing we can do is to sue whomever published those news and---"
"And?" he prodded desperate for a solution. A mischievous grin formed on my lips. My sensual lips lifted and my sultry eyes gleamed with a promise.
"Get married," His eyes widened at my plan "I cannot have a scandal attached to my name. So whether you like it or not, you WILL marry me Iñigo Petrakis!"
You see, I liked the 35-year old former-billionaire, Iñigo Petrakis, since I was 15-years old. I was sucker for good and comforting guys that I instantly grew a crush on him after consoling me during my parent’s funeral.
Let’s just say I never got over my infatuation on him. It only grew when he got married, got divorced and became a bankrupt man after his wife cheated on him with his own father (I know it was truly scandalous). His company is also facing backlash after his ex-wife and father stole millions of money from their company.
Anyhow, I thought I should offer him a proposal or help since I am an established millionaire at the bright age of 25.
But, the man was hell-bent on declining my offers.
So, I managed to prepare a small plan for us to meet. But it backfired on me due to my best friend and sister. One thing led to the other and I ended up in his bed, being taken over and over again last night.
With our faces in front of the news, I knew the tabloids will bite and ruin us with every force. So, I created the perfect plan.
The only problem was this fuming and shaking man before me.
“No.” he bitted out “I will not marry ever again!”
Too bad because I already made up my mind.
And everyone knew that what Ava Marquez wants, Ava Marquez gets. So, be prepared because I will seduce you into saying yes Iñigo Petrakis.
Chapter 2Ava Marquez3 days ago…Petrakis Empire Under ShamblesLeanne Green, ex-wife of Inigo Petrakis, caught in an affair with her father-in-law Saul PetrakisI sighed as I read the headlines of the news for the past month. From the affair of Leanne to the state of almost bankruptcy of the Petrakis Empire, my heart goes out to Iñigo.What kind of fortune cookie has he taken? Did he not know you have to trick the Chinese server to give you the best fortune cookie?Or does he not wear red underwear for luck each day?I do! It was what my mom used to tell me whenever I attended competitions or examinations. Perhaps he did not sprinkle coins in his office before starting his day. It’s another trick my mom taught me.Or perhaps he should have sprinkled salt water on Leanne before dating her to ward off bad spirit
Chapter 3Iñigo PetrakisShe was exquisite. Those were the only words to describe this lovely green eyed lady in my arms. The moment I stepped inside the penthouse and locked gaze with the green-eyed beauty, I was hooked. On instant my dick swelled at the intensity of her eyes. It only swelled even more like an angry giant when she began dancing and singing on me. And when I fucking grabbed hold of her waist and smelled her perfume, all thoughts fled.I wasn't usually a horny teenager. I was used to being controlled of emotions which is one of the things my ex-wife hated. But with this woman, all senses fled.I didn't even have any time to react when I offered to fuck her for the night. Fuck! I never took a woman after my divorce but I broke it when I invited this woman to my place. To my goddamn place where I barely invite anyone. Plus she is a virgin. I never fucked a virgin.It must have been too long sin
CHAPTER 4 Iñigo Petrakis's POVPresent Day…I stared at the outrageous woman standing before me who was wearing nothing but only my bathrobe. Her hips cocked to the side, her hands crossed over her bountiful breasts, and her chin tilted upwards in a challenging manner. But what strike me the most was her eyes that held fire in their depths.It was a look of a woman who had grappled, defended and took on the business industry with might and flexibility. But most of all, it was a look of a driven woman who cannot be swayed. I would have admired her tenacity and boldness if only we were discussing business but we were discussing about marriage. Our marriage! I refuse to be bounded again!Gritting my teeth, I shook my head and levelled her with a gaze, "No."Her beautiful forehead scrunched up with a frown. "I don't think I made myself clear. I wasn't giving you an option. Marriag
CHAPTER 5Iñigo Petrakis's POVI was being hounded by the paparazzi. News of Ava walking out of my penthouse clad in only my robe and taking my car surfaced the front pages and the web. True to her words the reporters asked for answers from me after telling them to ask me when she walked out of her house driving my car.Now my public relations team are waiting for me to make an announcement. The logical side was to answer them with the truth which is there is nothing going on with me and Ava. But the unreasonable side of me wanted to delay things. I haven't decided yet hence, the hounds of paparazzi fishing for answers.Perhaps the only good thing was Andrew found a new part time assistant. Parking my car, I went inside the elevator and pushed on the top most floor. I was busy checking on my phone for my emails when I familiar voice stopped me on my tracks, and wiping me from the screen on my phone to the grinning
CHAPTER 6Ava Marquez's POVIñigo's lips crashed with mine, demanding and imploring me for more. A soft gasp fell on my throat as millions of fireworks erupted in me. He kissed me fiercely, devouring me with his lips and tongue, sending me arching towards his, craving for his touch. He must have heard my thoughts for he trailed his lips down my throat and towards my chocolate covered breasts.Humming in approval, my back arched off the sofa as he sucked on one nipple and flicked the other. He sucked, tweaked and bit, devouring every inch of my body. I was whimpering and gasping for breath as I fisted my hands on his hair."Time to eat my dessert." Iñigo grinned as he settled between my thighs. Lowering my lust filled gaze t
CHAPTER 7Ava Marquez's POVPulling Iñigo away, I left the book at the table and took the backdoor. Once we were far away from the library and from the people, I dropped his hand and angrily pointed a finger at him."What were you doing inside a library with your ex?" I angrily snarled at him "Need a remind you that agreed to give my marriage proposal a chance.""And need I remind you that I lost from a deal hence I have to consider it.""Unbelievable!" I angrily gasped at him "I am giving you a chance to make everything right and you're shying away from it? Why?""Why are you treating marriage so easily? Shouldn't the man be the one
CHAPTER 8Ava Marquez's POVIñigo was unusually quite as we ate our meal. I tried to think what could possibly have turned him to be quite. Racking my brain, I remember telling him about my parents and about Rome and Grace. But I also remember Rome giving us his wisdom. Maybe he was absorbing the love stories since he is very bitter with love?Peaking at him through my lashes, I watch him gracefully chew his meal and cut his meal. Even the way he eats was sexy and beautiful. His posture is spot on and his manners are on point. One can see the difference between us.He must have felt my gaze because he stopped cutting his meat and looked at me with his smoldering eyes. "What is it?"I gently asked him
Chapter 9Inigo Petrakis's POVI gaped in shock at this information. I did not know that Rome was the COO. Shaking his hand, his eyes held a knowing look before I can see it further."What did I miss?" Rome asked seating beside us."We were talking about the company's latest news." Gregory said."Oh yes the board would like to know. But I can assure you Gregory that Iñigo and Ava are in a good relationship.""Yes we are. We are currently fixing the issue of our relationship." I said."But---""Oh hush now Gregory. You