Crazy Isabella

✴Isabella Marciano POV✴

Why am I floating in the air? Am I going crazy? Yeah, I guess I am. Kon tasted sweet yet rough, like dragon fruit on the beach, nice analogy. I can still smell the wine in his mouth. I did not like wine but why am I liking the taste from his lips?

The humidity on the beach was extreme but Kon was warmer, his hands were wandering all over my wet body, keeping the fire burning in my tummy alive, until I felt his hands under my ass. A yelped escaped my mouth and turned into a moan when he squeezed my toned globes, there wasn't anything gentle about the way he was touching me but I kinda like it.

Yeah, I'm going crazy.

My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist and I was now literally floating, not in the air but the saltwater. His blond hair is soft like silk against my hands as I rake them and his scent was something I haven't smelled before. Spicy yet sweet mixed with pine and apricots. Must be an expensive perfume, or maybe it was just Kon's natural masculine scent.

Rough ground felt against my back, I wonder how he brought me to the shore without me realizing it.

Oh yeah, I'm going crazy.

The fall of his hard member rubbing against my core had me withering under him. It felt so wrong yet so good.

''agapi'' he whispered against my neck ''I want you.''

All I could see was blue, the sky was blue and the ocean yet all I could feel was red, as if the boil on my body was boiling with anticipation and I'd combust any time soon.

Damn Konstantine.

''But not here'' he continued planting kisses on my burning skin. ''Not like this.'' His voice came out like he was in pain.

''I need you'' I just officially lost my mind. Why did I say that again? Crazy me.

Konstantine Zafeiriou was supposed to be an easy job, a means to my target but my mission did not include sleeping with him. I was supposed to use him to get to his father and nothing more. Like and easy in and out in a restaurant through the back entrance. Not like this. Why am I saying stuff like this to him?

''You do?'' he stopped moving above me, his gray orbs turned midnight black with lust staring intently at me.

I can feel the heat crawling up my neck and cheeks. It felt like I was drenched - literally - everywhere. From north to south. Kon smiled, damn that smile will be the undoing of me.

I didn't say anything, I was too embarrassed to speak. Standing up on my feet, I took off my wet dress and dive into the ocean.

Shít! Shít! Shít!

Mentally scolding myself for having a moment of weakness. I'm human but mistakes can get me killed or worse, reveal my identity.

This is wrong on so many levels. From the moment I decided to taunt him in that café, I felt something different. He was supposed to see me, chase me like he did but I'm not supposed to feel anything towards him. Yes, he was gorgeous, it's like he took all the showers of gorgeousness from heaven. Every girl in that café was flirting with him but he took no notice of them. He has his eyes on me and I had to act oblivious about it until he makes the first move.

He was supposed to fall for me and I'm glad it's working but why am I feeling this way. Like I'm liking him the same way.

''Red!'' I heard Kon called my name when I swam up the waters. He was behind me in an instant ''why are you running away from me?''

I was swimming away dummy and oh, because I don't like guys like you. Lies. ''I-I'm sorry.''

He reached out to touch me but I moved away. The flicker of hurt in his eyes was like a double-sided blade that pierced my chest. ''Are you scared of me?'' he asked with a pained voice ''I won't hurt you, Red.''

''I'm not a plaything, Kon.''

''What?'' he pulled me by my waist, trapping me in his arms. ''I never saw you that way.''

''But-''

He cut me off by placing his forefinger in my lips ''I know you must've heard things about me. I can change, you know. You're different than those girls.''

"You don't know that," I retort. "I can't do this with you."

Kon sighed "can you at least give me a chance?"

It's not like him to ask these kinds of things. He was supposed to hit on me, take me with him to New York where I'd get the chance to talk to his father, unguarded.

Why would he ask for this? There are many girls out there who would give anything just to be where I am right now.

"Please?" Kon cupped my face in his big warm hands.

I breathe out "okay." Just until I talk to your father that is. I hope I can control the urge to undress him all the time.

He beamed "thank you. Can I kiss you again? I like kissing you."

I bit my bottom lip before nodding. We kissed. We made out and laughed and kissed some more.

What have I gotten myself into?

Crazy Isabella.

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John was good at everything, especially about things concerning me. Most of the time it was good but not at times like this.

From the moment I stepped inside our hotel suite, I knew he could sense it. Something was bothering me.

''How was your date?'' he offered me a glass of bourbon after I flopped down on the couch.

After thanking him, I threw down the liquor in a swig, the dark sunset liquid burning down my throat.

John chuckled which earned a death glare from me. He shake his head ''I knew this would happen.''

I rolled my eyes ''what exactly did happen?''

''You'll admit it soon enough.''

I groaned before storming to my room. We both know what exactly he was talking about and I hate that John is right. He is always right.

After changing my clothes and doing my night routine, I laid on my bed, wide awake and having a personal staring contest with my plain gray ceiling. It wasn't as dark as that midnight orb of his.

I forced my eyes shut but the ringing of my phone disturbed my fake beauty sleep.

'Dream of me, agapi mou' it was a message from Konstantine.

I smiled and that exactly happened. I didn't have a nightmare that night and I dreamt about that Greek god with blond hair.

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