Bound to Her Greek Billionaire by Rebecca Winters

Author:Rebecca Winters
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin Romance
Published: 2017-07-31T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVEN

TAKIS DROVE TO a specialty shop called Basil. It was located next to the Archaeological Museum of Heraklion that sold Minoan replicas the tourists could afford. He parked the car and walked her inside.

“I love this place! When I first came to Crete, Danae brought me in here every time we took visiting friends of theirs through the museum. We’d always buy a few trinkets.”

He guided her past clusters of people to the counter where he asked one of the clerks to get the owner. “Basil is holding a ring for me.” Takis couldn’t wait to slide it on her finger. He wanted her in his arms and his life forever.

“A moment, please.”

“Look at this, Takis!” Lys walked over to a fresco hanging on the wall representing a Minoan prince. He stood in his horse-drawn chariot holding the reins. A warrior on the road handed him a drink from a golden cup. “I’ve seen this in the museum. It’s a splendid replica. Can’t you see it hanging over your fireplace?”

“Don’t you mean ours?”

“Yes. This is all still new to me.”

He hugged her around the waist. Her interest intrigued him. “Why do you like it so much?”

“The plain with those trees where he’s riding reminds me of the view from your terrace. Danae once took me out to the Tylissos archaeological site not far from your village. You have Cretan blood in your veins and live in a Cretan historical spot that’s over seven thousand years old.”

He smiled. “You were born in New York, which dates back ten thousand years.”

“Except that I’m half-Cretan and I don’t have part Native American blood. My mother was American through and through. Somehow it doesn’t seem the same.”

A chuckle escaped his lips, enjoying their conversation more than she would ever know. “Touché.” He gave her a brief kiss on the mouth, unable to resist tasting her whenever he could.

“Kyrie Manolis!” He turned around to see the owner come up to him.

“Kalispera, Basil.”

The older man stared in wonder at Lys like most men did, unable to help it. “You’ve brought your beautiful fiancée. Now I understand your choice of stone. Come with me.”

Takis guided her over to another counter. Basil went around behind. On the glass he set a small gold box with a B on it and took off the lid. Takis heard her sharp intake of breath when the owner handed the ring to Lys.

“This is incredible.” Her voice shook.

Takis had hoped for that reaction.

“It’s a replica of old Minoan jewelry,” Basil explained.

“I know. I’ve seen one like it in the museum.”

“Look closely. The three-quarter-inch band is intricately linked by twelve layers of tiny gold ropes, some braided, some mesh. The middle one represents the snake of the snake goddess, known for being gracious, sophisticated and intelligent.

“This ring would be identical to the one you saw in the museum, but your fiancé wanted a cut glass purple stone instead of the red garnet in the center. Put it on and we’ll see if it fits.

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