A Wedding For The Greek Tycoon (Greek Billionaires Book 2)

by Rebecca Winters

  She followed him. “He said, ‘There’s no recurrence of cancer, Zoe. I’m giving you another clean bill of health. In people like you with none of the other complicating factors, it’s possible you’ll live a full life.’”

  Vasso wheeled around. “But you still don’t believe him.”

  “You didn’t let me finish. I told him about you and me.”

  He closed his eyes tightly. “Go on.”

  “The doctor said, ‘You’re a damn fool if you don’t fly back there and tell him yes. I don’t want to see you in my office again unless you have a wedding ring on your finger’!” Zoe moved closer to him.

  “Little did he know he was speaking to the converted. After being the recipient of a miracle, I realized I would be an ungrateful wretch if I didn’t embrace life fully. He reminded me that we are all facing a death sentence in life, but most of us don’t have a time frame.

  “Vasso—I came back because I want to spend the rest of my life with you. You have to know I love you to the depths of my being. I want to have children with you. I want the privilege of being called Kyria Giannopoulos, the wife who has a husband like no other in existence.

  “You have no idea how handsome and spectacular you are. I lost my breath the first time I laid eyes on you, and I’ve never completely recovered. You’re probably going to think I’m crazy, but I’m thankful I came down with the disease. It brought me to you. If you’ll ask me again to marry you, I promise to make you happy because I’m the happiest woman alive to be loved by you.”

  He could feel the ice melting around his heart. “So you don’t think I want you to be my wife because I feel responsible for you?”

  “No, darling. I only said that because I was so afraid you couldn’t love me the way I loved you. I know you’re not perfect, but you are to me,” her voice trembled.

  “Then come here to me and show me.”

  She flew into his arms. When he felt them wind around his neck, he carried her in the house and followed her down on the couch. “Agape mou... I’m so in love with you I thought I was going to die when I read your letter.

  “You’re the woman my father was talking about. You’re the one. I knew it when you walked in the center’s office bringing spring with you. I’ll never forget that moment. The fierce beating of my heart almost broke my rib cage. You’re so sweet and so funny and so fun and so endearing and so beautiful and so kind and so compassionate all at the same time. I love you,” he cried. “I love you, Zoe.”

  He broke off telling her all the things she meant to him because her mouth got in the way. That luscious mouth that thrilled him in ways he’d never even dreamed possible. They couldn’t get enough of each other. Her body melted against him. Their legs entwined and they forgot everything except the joy of loving each other at last.

  If it hadn’t been for his phone ringing, he didn’t know when they would have surfaced. He let it ring because he had to do something else first.

  “Maybe you should get that. It could be important,” she whispered against his jaw.

  “I’m pretty sure it’s Akis calling to find out if I’m all right.”

  A frown marred her lovely features. “He loves you so much.”

  “I almost lost it when I read your letter. Akis found me here two days later. Just so he won’t worry and come flying over here to find out if I’m still alive, just answer me one question, then I’ll listen to the message. Will you marry me, Thespinis Zachos? We’ve already been through the sickness and health part. Will you be my love through life? I adore you.”

  Her eyes glistened with tears. “You already know my answer. I have a secret. The morning I got off the plane and found you waiting to pick me up at the airport, I wanted to be your wife. I couldn’t imagine anything more wonderful.” She buried her face in his neck. “You just don’t know how much I love you.”

  He gave her another fierce kiss before getting up to find his phone on the table. “It’s from my brother.”

  “Call him so he won’t worry. I’ll wait right here for you.”

  Without listening to the message, he called him back.

  “Thanks for returning my call, bro.”

  “I’m glad you phoned. How would you like to be the best man at my wedding?”

  “What?”

  “She’s back and we’re getting married as soon as we can.”

  Akis let out a sound of pure joy then shouted the news to Raina who was in the background and gave her own happy cry. “Tell that Zoe I love her already.”

  Vasso stared down at her. “I will. She’s easy to love.”

  “I only have one piece of advice. Remember what Papa said.”

  He knew. Treat Zoe like a queen. “I remember.”

  “Come on over for dinner so we can celebrate.”

  “You mean now?”

  “Now! And you know why.” Vasso knew exactly why. “We’re expecting you.” Akis clicked off.

  Vasso hung up and leaned over Zoe. “We’re invited for dinner.”

  “I don’t want to move, but considering it’s your brother....” She sat up and kissed him passionately. “You two have been through everything together. I get it.”

  He knew she did. “We’ll go in the cruiser. I’ll phone Kyria Panos and tell her we’ll be by for your luggage later tonight.”

  CHAPTER TEN

  October 16, Paxos Island

  “IRIS!” ZOE CRIED out when she saw Akis help her old friend from New York out of the helicopter that had landed on the center’s roof. She ran to her and they clung. “This is the best present I could have. You’ve been like a mother to me. I’m just so thankful you could come for the wedding.”

  “I wouldn’t have missed it. Neither would Father Debakis.”

  Zoe’s eyes lit on the priest who was getting out of the helicopter. The two of them had flown over yesterday and had stayed at the penthouse.

  She left Iris long enough to run to the great man she owed her life to. “Oh, Father—I’m so glad you could come to marry us.”

  He hugged her hard. “It’s my privilege. I had a feeling about the two of you a long time ago.”

  “Nothing gets past you.”

  Akis walked over to them. “Come on, everyone. Let’s get on the elevator. Raina is waiting to help you into your wedding dress. Yiannis will drive you and Raina to the church. I’ll drive everyone else in my car.

  “Needless to say my older brother is climbing the walls waiting for the ceremony to begin. For his sake, I beg you to hurry, Zoe.”

  The best man’s comment produced laughter from everyone and brought roses to Zoe’s cheeks. She had to pinch herself that this was real and that she was getting married to Vasso.

  When they reached the main floor, Zoe hurried along the hall to a private room where Raina was waiting.

  “They’ve arrived!”

  “Thank heaven! I’ve had three phone calls from Vasso. If he doesn’t see you soon, he’s going to have a nervous breakdown.”

  “Well we can’t have that.”

  Zoe got out of her skirt and blouse and stepped into the white floor-length wedding dress. Raina had dared her to wear the latest fashion. It was strapless, something she would never have picked out on her own. But Raina insisted she was a knockout in it. This was one time she needed to render her soon-to-be husband speechless.

  “Oh, Raina. It’s so fun having you to help me. What I would have given for a sister like you.”

  “I feel the same way. Today I’m getting her. We’re the luckiest women in the world.”

  “Yup. In a little while I’ll be married to a god, too.”

  “They really are,” Raina murmured. “But you’ve still got your perfect figure while I’m beginning to get a bump.”

  “If you ever saw the way Akis looks
at you when you’re not aware of it, you’d know you and the baby are his whole world.”

  “Today the focus is on you. I have something for you, Zoe. Vasso asked me to give this to you.”

  With trembling hands, Zoe opened the satin-lined jewelry box. Inside lay a strand of gleaming pearls. A card sat on top. “For my queen.”

  She looked at Raina in puzzlement. “He thinks of me as his queen?”

  Raina nodded. “Akis gave me the same kind of pearls with the same sentiment on his card. When I asked him about it, he told me that his father had told them the women they would choose would be their queens and they needed to treat them like one.”

  “What a fabulous father he was. Vasso has always treated me like that.”

  “So has Akis. Now hold still while I put this around your neck.”

  Zoe’s emotions were spilling out all over to feel the pearls against her skin. She’d already done her hair and applied her makeup. She wore pearl studs in her ears.

  “Now for the crowning glory.” Raina walked over and put the shoulder-length lace mantilla over her head. “When you get to the church, pull it over your face. You know? I think I’d better have an ambulance standing by. After Vasso sees you, anything could happen.”

  “You’re such a tease.”

  “I’m only speaking the truth.” She turned and opened a long florist’s box. Inside was a sheaf of flowers. Raina laid it in the crook of Zoe’s arm.

  “Aren’t they lovely!” Her eyes took in the all-white arrangement: white roses, cymbidium orchids, hydrangeas and stephanotises. “My mother would have planned a bouquet just like this for me. She loved white flowers.”

  “Don’t we all.” They both breathed in the heavenly scent.

  Zoe eyed her dearest new friend. “You look absolutely stunning in that blue silk suit.” Raina wore a gardenia in the lapel.

  “Except that I had to undo the zipper to get into it. I think I can get away with it for as long as we’re at the church.” She smiled at Zoe. “Ready?”

  “Yes,” she said emotionally.

  They left the room and headed for the main entrance. When they walked outside by the fountain Zoe saw Yianni. He looked splendid wearing his former naval uniform. “You’re a sight for sore eyes, Zoe.”

  “So are you. I can see why your wife grabbed you up the second she met you.”

  “You look radiant today.” He kissed her forehead then pulled the edge of the veil down to cover her face.

  “Thank you for standing in for my father.”

  “It’s an honor. Now let’s get you in the car and be off. Your fiancé is waiting for you. I’ve had two phone calls from Vasso. He’s going to have a coronary if we don’t arrive soon.”

  Zoe laughed and got in the rear of the limo. Raina helped her with her dress. Yianni checked to make sure everything was secure then he drove them through the olive groves and up the steep hillside to the glistening white church at the summit. It made an imposing sight overlooking the sea.

  This was the church where Raina and Akis had been married by his family priest. Their parents had been buried in the cemetery behind it. This was the place where history had been made and was still being made today by another Giannopoulos son.

  Father Debakis would be doing the honors with the other priest’s help. This was right out of a fairy tale.

  The closer they got, she could see dozens of cars lining both sides of the road leading to the church. Akis and his best friend Theo had taken care of the invitations. Zoe feared there wouldn’t be enough room in the church to accommodate everyone.

  Vasso had told her not to worry. The priest would leave the front doors open and set up chairs for those people who couldn’t get inside. A real Greek wedding was a high point no one wanted to miss.

  When they came around the bend she could see dozens of beautifully dressed guests seated at tables outside with white ribbons on the chairs. But that wasn’t all. Behind the chairs were throngs of people willing to stand.

  Raina and Theo’s wife Chloe had made the arrangements for the food, which would be served on the grounds after the ceremony, followed by singing and dancing. She promised they wouldn’t run out of food, but when Zoe saw the amount of people congregated, it shocked her.

  Yianni drove past the cars and circled around to the front steps of the church. Suddenly all Zoe could see was Vasso. He stood at the open doors waiting for her in a formal midnight-blue suit with a white rose in the lapel. She couldn’t hold back her cry when she saw him. No man was ever created like him.

  Once the limo came to a stop, he walked toward her with a loving look in his black eyes that lit up her whole body. Yianni came around the door to help her out. But it was Vasso who grasped her hand and squeezed it.

  Raina took the flowers from her and walked behind them with Yianni while Vasso led her into the church. She’d been in here several times in the last few weeks and thought it an exquisite jewel. The smell of incense and flowers greeted them as they moved toward Father Debakis, decked out in his priestly finery. The interior was so full people who hadn’t found a seat were lined up against the walls.

  Both she and Vasso wanted a traditional wedding to honor their parents. Her heart pounded so hard she knew he could feel its beat through her hand. When they arrived at the altar, he leaned over and lifted the veil. The love pouring from his soul was evident in those gorgeous black eyes.

  If ever there was a time to faint, it was now. But she didn’t feel light-headed. She felt a spirit of joy wash over her as they grasped hands and entered into this sacred ritual that would make him her husband.

  They went through the different stages of the ring ceremony until it came to the union of the bride and groom with the crowning. This was the part she’d been looking forward to. The priest took two crowns with ribbons from the altar table, blessed them, then put the crowns on their heads.

  “Oh, Lord our God, crown them with glory and honor.”

  The other priest exchanged their crowns over their heads to seal the union. He read from the Gospel account of the wedding in Cana. After a prayer, he passed the common cup for them to take a sip of the wine. This was the part that meant they shared equally in the process of life. Father Debakis then led them around the table three times.

  This was where her heart beat wildly as the two of them stared at each other while they made circles. A hint of a smile broke the corners of Vasso’s mouth. Zoe felt this part of the wedding ceremony was terribly romantic, but she’d never admit it to anyone but him. He looked so handsome with the crown on she wanted a picture of him just like that.

  When they faced the priest again, he removed their crowns. His eyes rested kindly on Vasso. “Be magnified, O Bridegroom, as Abraham.” Then he looked at Zoe with such tenderness she was deeply moved. “And you, O Bride, be magnified as was Sarah, and live a long, fruitful life.”

  He’d added those words meant just for her. Once again she was overcome with gratitude that out of the shadows, she’d emerged into a light greater than the one she could see with the naked eye.

  Father Debakis placed a Bible in both their hands and said a final prayer. He smiled at them. “Congratulations, Kyrie and Kyria Giannopoulos. Just think, Vasso,” he whispered. “If I hadn’t called you...”

  “I don’t want to think about it, Father,” he whispered back. He put his arm around Zoe’s waist and they faced the congregation. She’d never seen so many smiling faces in her life, but one stood out above the rest.

  It was Akis. He and Vasso exchanged a silent message that was so sweet and said so much Zoe could hardly breathe with the love she could see between the two of them.

  Suddenly Vasso lowered his mouth to her ear. “Let the fun begin.”

  Raina came forward to hand her the sheaf of flowers. After she stepped away, Zoe and Vasso started walki
ng down the aisle. Everyone was here. Olympia and Nestor had come from the center. She smiled at Kyria Lasko, Kyria Panos, Gus the bus driver, Iris, and her doctor from the center in Astoria.

  With each step, people said Vasso’s name; they were the managers from some of their stores, family friends, their mutual friends, two of the helicopter pilots, the woman called Elpis who’d given the boys free sweets when they were young. The list went on and on. When they reached the rear of the church and stepped outside, there was cheering and music. People rushed to congratulate them.

  The paparazzi were out in full measure, but Zoe didn’t care. She was too happy to be married to her heart’s desire to have a care in the world. They had their own videographer there to record the proceedings of the day.

  “Give us a kiss with your husband, Kyria Giannopoulos.”

  “Gladly!” She turned to Vasso. There was a wild look in his eye before he caught her to him and kissed the life out of her in front of everyone. They were a little drunk with happiness. The taste of his mouth was sweeter than any wine. She would never be able to get enough of it. Anyone could see that.

  Part of her felt a fierce pride at the turnout. If she had a megaphone and dared, she’d love to say, “Look at these poor Giannopoulos boys now! Eat your hearts out!” But of course she couldn’t say or do that.

  The caterers had arrived and had set up more tables to accommodate the huge crowd. With the musicians in place, the dancing began. Yianni grabbed Zoe’s other hand and several dozen people joined to form a line. They danced through the tables while everyone threw rice. The excitement had made her heady.

  Every time Vasso’s fiery eyes met hers, her heart palpitated right out of her chest. She knew what he was thinking. It was all she could think about. Their wedding night.

  Zoe had been waiting all her life for the time when she would marry. She actually wanted to call Ms. Kallistos one day and tell her that she was the person responsible for the miracle that had come into Zoe’s life. But on reflection it wouldn’t be a good idea.

  Vasso had hired Alexandra and there was no doubt in Zoe’s mind the manager had been crazy about him from day one. Through Akis she’d learned that Sofia Peri had left her husband and wanted Vasso back. Zoe couldn’t blame her for that. Today she could feel sorry for every woman alive who wasn’t married to her Apollo.