Chapter 3

Some people would say this could be the worst idea I will ever do, but I care less about their opinion. If this man would help me get out of this stupid situation. His money could be my savior after all. Vaia was a godsent. I wouldn't even think of it. I was just so mad at him that I cursed him through hell. I don't even want to see his face again, but I guess I would love to see his devil face one more time.

I heard a few knocks on the door meaning that Vaia had just arrived. I quickly went to the door and opened it for her. She wore a white tank top with thin straps pairing them with black short shorts and beige sandals.

"You looked like a tourist," I commented. 

She chuckled. "Oh, girl! I haven't bought clothes these past few days so I'm just picked whatever I got in my closet. And look at you, a green-sleeved romper? I don't think Konstantin would fall for you if you wear clothes like that. I think you should go and change before we go."

I shook my head, disagreeing with her suggestion. "Nope. This is fine, Va. I don't need to wear revealing clothes. It wasn't like I would have sex with him because I wouldn't ever do that, and before you could say anything, that he got so much money and probably a big dick, I still wouldn't sleep with him. I'm annoyed at him."

"Oh, tell that me again when you see him."

"I will hold on to what I said, Va. I don't break my words."

"Okay, fine. If you say so. Anyway, how will we get there? Are we going in a taxi or what?"

"Well, I've got only one person to do that for us. . . Let's get out of this house and meet Giannis outside."

"Oh, Giannis! The one you said you fucked, but didn't really happen?"

"Oh, shut up, Va."

She laughed. "This is fun! This is an exciting day for me."

"Well, not for me," I answered uninterestedly.

As soon as we got down from my apartment, Giannis was already waiting for us. We immediately went to where his car was parked. I joined him sitting in the front seat while Vaia was in the passenger seat behind us. It looked like she was going to be comfortable there while I would have to try avoiding Giannis' hardcore conversation with me.

"Where are we going?" Giannis asked.

"To the Paradise Beach," I told him. "Don't worry, we'll treat you something there, and if you've found a woman there and you need a room, just tell us."

"I wouldn't do that, you're hilarious, Atissa," Gianni smirked. "This would be a short ride for us. We'll get there in fifteen to twenty minutes, but if you want to walk and hit your twelve thousand steps for the day, you'll get there in an hour and a half. That would be a good thing for your fitness goal."

"I don't care about hitting my fitness goal or any steps, Giannis. Just us get there."

"Wait, before we leave," Vaia said, and we turned to face her in the back. "Be honest with me, have you guys fucked before? I don't get this feud between the two of you. It seemed like you didn't have a good time during that sexy moment. I wish I knew, but what happened, huh?"

"Nothing happened, Vaia," I retorted.

"I wished," Giannis smirked. "Anyway, let's just leave before this woman becomes a dragon."

"What?!"

They just laughed at it. I put the seatbelt on myself when Giannis started the car. He drove down the road until we got to the main road. He was very careful in driving, I might believe he could only get this car on speed at only forty kilometers per hour, but he was just being cautious. He started talking to me along the way. He was actually a nice person, no wonder in our area found him very friendly. I don't hate a friendly neighbor. He didn't irritate me. I guess, that's just how we communicate. If we had fucked before, I don't think I would see him eye to eye again.

But we didn't, so I'm all good with that.

Roughly around seventeen minutes, we arrived at Paradise Beach from Manto. Before we got out of the car, I called the number that was printed on Konstantin's card. I dialed it, but he wasn't answering it, and then went through voice mail. Vaia also tried contacting the same number, but it was just ringing. Giannis tried, but same as to what happened to us, nothing.

"I guess, we should just go and see him," I told them.

"Wait. How long are we going to stay here?" Giannis asked. "We're going back to Manto tonight, right?"

"Of course. I wouldn't want to fuck up your schedule, Gi." I patted his chest and then I hopped out of his car.

Vaia started telling us that this was just one of the properties that the Galluccio owned. There are multiple beach resorts, clubs and bars, and hotels that they own. I was fascinated by how wealthy they were. I didn't even know he was that rich, but if he was that rich, why would he bother losing a couple of thousands just for the night? Bullshit.

As we followed the traces of the path leading to the main beach resort, it was unbelievable. It just turned seven in the evening, but the place was so alive. We could hear people's voices all over the places, music, and lights across the area. It was so wild. The people in this area were unbelievably crazy.

"Oh, he's here already!" Vaia said.

I quickly looked at her and saw her eyes widen a little bit from excitement. "What? Who's here? I don't think I'm seeing him."

"No, no. It wasn't Konstantin. It was. . . You know. . . My new friend. I told him we could meet here again, and he was so down to do it. I thought he wouldn't want to meet me, but I guess he wanted to do a second round with me." She giggled as she uttered those, but made me feel disgusted. Giannis just laughed at her. "Anyway, I'll be seeing you guys later. But first, I gotta find my man."

She quickly left us alone while we were just finding where to go. I looked at Giannis and he shrugged his shoulder off.

"If you're also going to meet someone, you're free to go. I'm okay by myself."

He shook his head. "No, I'm not meeting anyone else. There should be, but not here. I just knew she would just stand me up and I was right, she wasn't replying to my messages anymore."

"Oh, poor divorcee," I patted his shoulder just to comfort him. "You'll find someone better for yourself."

He chuckled. "I will. . . Now, who are we looking for?"

I rolled my eyes as he set the topic back to this man. I let out a deep sigh. "Well, his name's Konstantin Galluccio, and just like what Vaia has been telling us, their family was rich. Most properties here in Mykonos could probably be theirs. I don't know, whatever."

"Alright, but what does he look like?"

"Black hair, shaved beard, six-foot-tall, bulky shoulders, smells good. . . Ay. I mean, yeah, I guess that was all of it. If you saw an ugly man who was so confident of himself, that would probably be him."

"I don't think there anyone I know who's ugly here in Mykonos."

"Well, there is one. Now you know. That's all you should know, Gian. Let's just go and find him so I would know whatever he was talking about."

Giannis followed me inside the building. I've been here a few times when some of my friends invited me to their party, but I've never gotten to know who owned this place. I never really cared so I didn't ask. The resort was huge, we didn't know where to look first. I started contacting his number again, but this time, it was finally unattended. I grunted at the fact that I might wasted my time looking for him and this thing he was offering me. Maybe he was just playing with me and I just brought these people along with me so they would know how stupid I was to fall for his antics.

This is crazy.

"This is a hopeless case. We wouldn't be able to find it," I told Gianna, heaving out a sigh.

"We wouldn't if we don't ask," he said. "Remember, his family owned this place so the workers probably knew where to find him."

When we bound to meet a worker along the way, Giannis instantly stopped the man asking for their boss. The worker said he knew him and he was their boss, but he didn't have any idea where he could be right now. He said he hadn't seen him yet tonight. Giannis didn't give up asking workers who we came across, but I was already on the verge of giving up. When these people didn't know where their boss was, we went to the bar counter and got some drinks for ourselves. That was the only way we could treat ourselves for this hassle.

"I hope Vaia found who she was looking for," I told Gianna. "If we won't still find him then I guess, he just makes himself forget about what happened."

"Sure. . . But what did you do though?"

I grimaced. "Well, it was a secret, Giannis. Something I could only know."

His eyes narrowed upon guessing me. "You're definitely something, Atissa. . ."

"She is." Someone behind me spoke, agreeing to Gianni's statement. I knew by hearing that voice, I found who I was looking for. I hastily turned around to see who it was and I wasn't wrong when I found the man we'd been searching for. He just showed up like a bunny from a magician's hat. "I heard you were looking for me."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Don't be too cocky or be full of yourself, boy."

He smirked. "There's only one reason why I know you came here to see me." My brow raised at his statement, but then he just called the bartender ordered two drinks for me and Giannis, and put them on his tab. 

"I didn't come here to see you."

"Well, they must've been telling me the wrong thing because as I've been hearing, you needed to talk to me."

I let out a sharp breath. "Whatever. You're so annoying. Let's just cut this off right away. What can I do to make it up to you?"

He smirked and then he leaned closer to me and whispered, "Have sex with me. . ." I froze for a few seconds when he uttered those words, but it was followed by laughter after a while. "I'm just kidding. I wouldn't want to even if you're a pretty woman."

My brow raised to his statement. I looked at Giannis who was listening and watching us while sipping on his bottle of beer. "Gian, would you mind if I talk to him alone for a moment? I just need to set things straight something with this man."

"No problem, Ati. I'll be just around if you need me."

"Thank you. . ." And then I watched him walk away. I turned around to see Konstantin again, but he was already gone. When I saw him, he was on his phone and he probably might be calling the police on me now.

I panicked. I got off my seat and ran in his direction and as soon as I got closer to him, I prepared myself to launch my body to him so he could stop whatever he intended to do. A few feet away, I jumped on his back, making us fall and roll on the floor and there we found ourselves on the ground, he was on top of me while I was gripping his shirt tightly. I looked straight into his eyes and it was fuming. The only thing I could do now was to apologize, but I wouldn't do it.

This man needed some learning.

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