A Fling With The Greek Billionaire - Plot & Excerpts
It was a foolishly emotional word to describe his state, but he knew there was no other word to use. He was lost. He knew it, but he didn’t know how to stop being lost. It had been three months since he had tossed Daria out. He had, without admitting to himself, scoured the news for hints about what she was doing. Even opened damn Facebook and Instagram accounts to stalk her. But still he learned nothing, Daria’s own accounts dormant in the same three months they had been apart. This will pass. He had done the right thing, Nik told himself. And this time, he knew there would be no one like Miranda who would force Daria back into his life. It was over, and it was only right that it was over. He returned to his office at midnight. He had a private suite connected to it, and it had been his home in the past few weeks. His actual home felt too vast these days. Too damn empty. They just made him fucking brood longer.
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