Chapter 34

"Oh, fuck. . . You're so big, babe. . . It was like the first time," I uttered, shuddering under my breath. "How did you get big so fast? Ugh. . ." His thrust goes faster, but deeper. I felt every bit of him inside of me. The bed was rocking so fast and I hoped it wasn't making a noise downstairs as the house staff would be paranoid about where the weird noise was coming from. "Come on, give it to me, babe. . ."

"I am, babe. . ." he muttered. 

He was on top of me while half of my body bent upward. He kissed me passionately, but he was like chasing his breath until he whispered to me he was coming closer. 

"Don't pull it out. . ."

"Are you sure?" I nodded to confirm it. "I'm coming. . ." he uttered, and the next thing I knew was he pinned himself so deep to me while I was feeling his liquid exploding inside my flesh. It was warm. He stayed inside of me while he continued kissing me. Our breaths were shallow as if we had run a ten-kilometer race. But it was all worth it. "How are you?"

"I had the best time," he said, slowly pulling himself out of me, and he was still hard as fuck. He lay down next to me and I placed my head against his arm and I put my arm around him. "I didn't want to do it again until we get married, but I guess it will happen sooner."

I scoffed. "Married sooner in your face."

He raised his brow, grinning and looking at me. "Are you sure about that?"

"I want to get married, but I don't think I am ready for it. . ." I answered. "But I want to be you. . ."

"Of course, I want to be me as well," he said, confidently. "I don't you to marry anyone else, but me. I don't want any other girl, but you. This, what we had, should be the end game."

I chuckled.

"And why are you chuckling there?"

"Because this doesn't seem like to be you talking about us, marriage, love, or whatever. . ." I said. "I thought you wouldn't care a thing about me. You would just pass me every time we looked in the eyes down the streets. Laugh at me when you see me slip, or forever be helpless. I thought you were the type of person who would just fuck around and forget that it happened because that was what I thought when we first slept together."

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. . ." he said, planting a kiss on my head. "I didn't mean to do that to you. I just had a lot of things in mind and you know all about that. But yeah, that was what I usually do to people I've met. Sleep with them and forget about them. But you. . . You're the one I cannot forget. You did something I can't change. You made me feel something different. You are different, babe. . ."

I smirked. "Well, Aramouni always leaves a mark on someone else's heart and mind."

"Yeah," he mumbled. "Do you want to go to the Paradise Beach?"

I raised my brow. "Why not? But is it too early to go there?"

He smirked, shaking his head. "No, it was never early to go there. Come on, let's go. . ."

We got up and went to the shower together. We were both naked, I was scrubbing his back, butt cheeks, and every part of him, and the only thing he liked to focus on rubbing his hands was on my boobs. I didn't shove his hands away as he was enjoying doing it. I just couldn't help, but get turned on by it. He was turned on by it as well. As we rinse ourselves down, we dried ourselves up, and put some clothes on. Konstantin said I don't need to wear some clothes—only when he was around and we were alone. I thought he should do the same thing if I could do it.

I called Vaia and Giannis to go to Paradise Beach, and Konstantin said they could come if I wanted to. Of course, I wanted them to come. They were the closest people I had here in Mykonos, and I think I would never survive a single day without them.

Gaia left a few days ago to go to Athens, she said she would be meeting someone there, and Konstantin was telling her that she was just meeting some model there. When I admitted to him that I didn't think she was into girls before until I learned that from her, but I've had feelings because of the way she acted around me. Konstantin said their father didn't approve of her decision when he came out, but later on, it didn't matter to him, it was fine by then.

As soon as we were ready to leave, we went downstairs only to find out that his parents were waiting for us. I shifted my vision at Konstantin and by the look in his eyes, he didn't know why they were here. I thought they could be just asking him what he was doing, but it looked serious, and I was unsure of what to do here.

"Son, I need to talk to you privately," his father said, and his tone was something I knew I wouldn't like to hear.

"Did you do something wrong. . . Again?" I asked him.

He shook his head, completely out of the loop. "No? I don't think so. No. No."

"Can we go to your office?" his father requested.

"We could talk in the living room. I want Atissa to be there as well. Whatever it is."

His father looked at me as if he was meaning to say that I shouldn't join them or else it would be bad news for me. But I held onto Konstantin's hand, and there he nodded his head, putting his attention back to his son.

"Okay, let's go to the living room. . ."

His hand firmly held mine as we followed his parents to the living room, and as we were finding our way there, we heard the voice of a little kid. I glanced at Konstantin's face, and he didn't look back at me. It looked like he knew what was going on. His jaw clenched. I held his hand tightly, and he lowered his eyes on me.

"Are you okay?" I asked him.

He nodded, but I knew something was wrong with the response he made. "Yeah, I'm okay. . ."

As soon as reached the living room and found a little kid playing with cars on the couch. There was also a girl who seemed like my age. I tried holding on Konstantin's arm. I don't want to let it go. She stood up as soon as she met all of us. She had a beautiful smile and soft features, the kid next to her was playing as if he could occupy every space he had right now.

"Mister and Miss Galluccio," she greeted, and then she glanced at the man who I was holding hands with. "Hi, Konstantin. . ."

His jaw clenched. He didn't utter a word but only looked at her as if he was remembering what he had done with her. At the back of my mind, I knew what was going on and why does his father only wanted to talk to him. I get it now.

"I don't want to make any trouble. . ." she started, keeping composure of herself while trying to keep her hands on the kid. Was she a nanny? "I don't want to cause a scene because I'm not that kind of person, but I think I should just let you know. . . Kons, this is Alexader, your three-year-old son. . ."

When she said those words I didn't even want to hear, I let go of Konstantin's hand. He didn't even want to me let me take my hands off, but I did.

"Could you explain how this happened, Konstantin?" his father asked him.

His jaw clenched. "We met in Naxos."

"Yes, we met in Naxos. . ." And then she looked at me. "Hey. . . Hello! You must be his girlfriend, wife, or whoever you are. . . I'm Luisa, I'm Alexander's Mom, Konstantin's father, and I don't come here to ruin what you have with him. I don't want to make a big deal out of it, but this is the only way I knew I could support my child—our child."

I didn't utter a word. This news was new to me. I couldn't even look in Konstantin's eye. I don't want to see his face. He didn't mention a thing about this girl he met in Naxos. Surely, he was as surprised as everyone else, but something he did back then resulted in a three-year-old little human being—literally his child.

"How sure are you that he is my child?" Konstantin questioned her credibility.

It looked like she was appalled by his question, but didn't react negatively. "He is your child, Kons. I was a virgin when I met you and I never slept with anyone after what happened to us. . . I was twenty-two that time and you were twenty-five, and three years later, here you go. . . I just didn't dare to come to you because I was afraid of rejection and you would push me away. And that you won't believe me."

"I don't believe you," Konstantin said, standing on his own belief.

"We can do a DNA test," Kons father said. "It is how we would know if your child was Konstantin."

"Sure, I'll do it. But yeah, I was right. . . You won't believe me. . ."

"A lot of them have come to us before telling us they were Konstantin's child, but they were not, and I knew what they were trying to do. Let's do the test today, and we'll see how that goes. . ."

"Okay, sure. . ." Luisa said, looking straight into Konstantin.

"Believe me, babe. . . I've had no child with anyone."

I wanted to trust Konstantin, but I just couldn't think right now. He took my hand, and together with his parents, and Luisa and her child, we all went to the hospital so they could do the test. He was holding my hand, I didn't take my hand away because, at the back of my mind, I wanted to believe him.

As soon as we reached the hospital, they did the test, but it would take two to five days for the result to come out. In the coming days, I don't know how I could think clearly when I thought everything would be fine, and now. . . Here we are, dealing with something he might've done in his careless and selfish era.

I confronted Konstantin and asked him how he met her. It was true that they met in Naxos, but he was there with his friends. He wasn't alone. He admitted they slept together, but he was sure he won't do such things as getting her pregnant. He was too careful to do such things as making the women he met impregnated.

I was holding onto his words because I was already floating on cloud nine, and here we are, falling back to the ground where something seemingly will break us apart. 

Luisa might not just want financial support from a Galluccio, but it could be more than that, and that was what I'm afraid of. She's pretty. She still looked young—he met her young that's why he slept with her. If the result came out positive, I knew I had to decide for myself, it's either I would stay with him in Mykonos or find myself in a new country and live by myself. I guess that could work.

But don't fail me again, Mykonos. . . It's been a moment. Take it easy with me. 

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