“Excellent choice sir.And for dessert? Or shall I ask again later?”
“Later will be fine.”
“Err…wait. Cancel the crab salad and I’ll just have the Kobe Beef, please,” she said with a smile.
“Excellent choice also, madam,” the waiter grinned.
“Their crab salad is the best,” Nikos pointed out with a frown after the waiter disappeared
He was used to ordering for his female companions and they always loved what he chose for them. Today, he chose the crab salad for Cassia because it was one of their best dishes. Also, he took in the fact that women usually were very conscious of their weight and tended to eat less.
“I can order for myself, thank you very much. Plus, I can’t eat that because I'm allergic to crabs,” Cassia said in a flat tone.
Once again, Nikos was struck with the realization that he knew nothing about the woman he was married to for ten years now.
“I apologize. I’ll keep that in mind.”
For a long while, there was silence between the two of them. They had nothing in common and they did not know each other at all. This was how their past dinners were.
The waiter came to their table and poured some white wine. Cassia took hers and sipped it slowly as she stared around the beautiful interior of the restaurant.
“So how’s your business?” Nikos asked.
“It’s going great. I’m opening a new shop in California soon.”
“You should put some in my malls too. I’ll check for open slots and I could give you a call,” he offered.
“That’s nice of you. But I think I have more than I can handle right now.”
“Alright, just tell me if you need anything."
“Alright,” Cassia replied.
But what she said inside her head was ‘I’ll ask Nikos Demakis for help when hell freezes over.’
Over the years, she learned to be self-sufficient.
Whatever happened, she was never going to ask Nikos or her grandfather for any help.
She’d rather suffer than beg.
Once more, silence reigned between them.
Cassia took a deep breath and then exhaled. She tossed back the entire content of her wine to boost her courage.
“Nikos—“
“Cassia. I have something—“ they both said at the same time.
“Uhh...you go ahead,” Cassia told him.
“Thank you. I was just thinking. It’s our tenth year anniversary and we barely know anything about each other. To each other, we are practically strangers,” Nikos began.
Cassia resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
“I know we didn’t start out at the correct footing. But past is past and I think it’s the perfect time to move on.”
At his words, Cassia grinned.
Could it be that he was now thinking about the divorce too? Then it would be perfect! He would just need to sign the papers today and she would be filing it tomorrow. Within a short span of time they would both be free!
“I know exactly what you mean,” she agreed.
“And in order for us to start our lives together...I suggest, we start getting to know each other, build a good relationship between the two of us and start living together as a wedded couple. I have decided to cut down on my traveling and spend more time in Greece. I will be giving you the choice of which house I own that we would turn into our permanent home.”
Cassia’s jaw almost hit the floor at his words.
This guy truly had some nerve! How dare he think that he could just say some words and they’d act like a true wedded couple?
At the same time, a sense of impending doom along with a giant burst of anger filled her.
“Say that again...” she said in a whisper thinking she just heard him incorrectly.
“Well...I’d say it’s past time we set aside our differences. We are married after all and we should start acting like a married couple. Maybe even start a family someday. We’re not getting any younger and I think that this is the perfect time in our lives for this. Personally, I am ready to settle down,” Nikos said in a tone that stated he meant business.
Acting like a married couple? Starting a family? Settle down?
Was she going crazy or did she actually hear him right?
A bubble of hysterical laughter welled up inside her. She then leaned across the table and released everything. Her stomach cramped and she had difficult time breathing as she was consumed by her fits of laughter.
“What’s so funny?” Nikos asked.
She saw that he was scowling and that his hand was holding his wine glass very tightly that his knuckles already turned white.
“You. You make me laugh, Nikos. You think you can just invite me to dinner after everything that’s happened, after all the pain and the humiliation. And after ten years! You think you have the right to waltz into my life and announce that you are ready to settle down. And it follows that I must drop everything and run to you with tears of joy in my eyes? Is that how you envisioned this to be? It’s absurd!” she ranted and then laughed once more.
“Which part of this do you not like, Cassia? This is what you wanted right from the start isn’t it?” Nikos wore a frown as he asked her this.
He leaned forward and placed his arms on the table. He regarded his wife with a confused expression.
“Hell no, you arrogant bastard!” Cassia shouted loud enough that it shocked the waiters hovering around the place.
Nikos stood up and glared at her.
“Calm down," he ordered.
“No! This is preposterous!” she threw her napkin down and stood.
“What?!” Nikos hissed.
“You—You—“ she stammered as she tried to find the words in the middle of her rage. “Ten years and you’ve not changed one bit!” She threw her hands up in exasperation. It was better than her doing what she really wanted to do at the moment: to beat the arrogance out of Nikos Demakis.
“What? Isn’t this what you want? Isn’t this what you asked your grandfather for ten years ago?” Nikos repeated in a condescending tone.
Cassia shook her head and laughed hysterically.
“And like what happened all those years ago, you’re still wrong Nikos. I never wanted to marry you in the first place. It was my grandfather who arranged it. I blindly went along with his wishes because I thought you wanted me. On the day of our marriage, I found out that he forced you. What I planned was to marry you and then get our marriage dissolved the next day so that you would have your company back and my evil grandfather would have nothing, like I told you all those years ago. But I think you know what happened next.”
“You lied to me and caused a scene!” Nikos exclaimed.
“No, Nikos. You did. You started that by going to your own wedding drunk. But I let all that pass because I would be having my revenge on my grandfather the very next day. I took the humiliation thinking that when morning came, I would be free of it all. And that was why I came to you and your mistress’ room. That was what I wanted to talk to you about. Looking back on it now, it was a pretty stupid thing to do.”
Cassia laughed once more. But this time, it was a bitter kind of laugh.
Nikos’ entire body became taut with tension.
How dare she lie again? Did she think he was a fool to believe the words coming out of her mouth?
Yes. That was what all of her words were. Lies.Nothing but lies. After ten years, she still decided to stick with that story. Was he wrong about thinking she changed at all?
“You will cease speaking nonsense this instant!” Nikos commanded.
“No. You cease that nonsense. Ten years is quite enough, thank you very much. Now let me tell you why I actually agreed to this dinner.”
She reached for her bag and pulled out the envelope. Angrily, she ripped it off and slammed the stack of papers down the table.
“I am done with this. Nikos, I want a divorce.”
Cassia took a deep breath and then continued, “I do
n’t care about the company. You can have it for all I care! I won’t ask for any money from you and you can keep everything we own together. Just sign the damned papers and let’s get this farce over with.”
This time, it was Nikos jaw that almost dropped to the floor.
After he got over his initial shock, a muscle ticked in his jaw because of the anger he was feeling. Several emotions churned through him at the moment but only one word repeated inside his head like an endless loop: divorce.
Seeing that Nikos was momentarily incapacitated, Cassia continued:
“And I agree with what you said earlier. We are in the best time of our lives to settle down. And I, myself, am ready to settle down. Just not with you.”
CHAPTER 13 - DIVORCE
November 15, 2013
Le Bernardin Restaurant
New York City
Nikos was seething.
Nobody managed to rile his temper like this in a really long time. Usually people cowered before him. He was Nikos Demakis; a billionaire and the owner of the largest shipping company in the world. He was not used to being told he couldn’t have what he wanted.
He took one glance at the divorce papers in front of him and deemed it as a huge pile of rubbish. Then, he reached for his wine and poured himself another glass.
“There will be no divorce,” he said with finality.
“What did you say?”
“I said there will be no divorce,” he repeated.
Right on time, the waiters who tried to appear oblivious to what was happening, came and brought their food. Nikos opened his napkin and placed it in his lap. Then, he picked up his knife and fork as if nothing extraordinary was happening.
But Cassia was livid.
“Nikos. I said I want a divorce! You just cannot say no!” she shouted.
“I can and I will. When you wanted the marriage, I said no but I couldn’t. Now I am saying no because as I told you, there’s been no divorce in my family since the beginning. We believe that marriage is forever. So as with what I did ten years ago, you will just have to deal with it.”
“Why you—you...” Cassia stuttered.
She could not believe the nerve of Nikos Demakis!
How dare he say those things to her after she just told him the entire truth! Ten years forward after their marriage and he still didn’t believe a word she said!
What irritated her more was the fact that he just sat there eating his dinner as though this was the most normal thing in the world.
“Nikos. I don’t think you understand the situation.”
“I do. And my word is final. No divorce,” he replied with a slash of his hand in the air.
“I will not stop just because you said so. I will file this in the courts and do everything I can. I will not stop until I am free of you!”
“Go ahead and publicize our private affairs, agape mou. The media will not let you go and you will not be able to work in the anonymity of the shop you built in another name,” Nikos explained.
“I don’t care.”
“Ah. So this is more important than the business you worked hard on? Tell me, Cassia. Why the sudden change of heart? Have you met someone?” Nikos inquired.
He placed his knife and fork down and looked at her as he waited for her answer. His appetite was gone anyway. He raised an eyebrow as he waited for her reply. He dreaded the answer but at the same time, he truly wanted to know if the reason she wanted this divorce was to go marry someone else.
His chest tightened.
“None of your business! And I want this because I want change in my life. I want to start living a life of my own and this is one of the ties to the past that I still have. I want to get rid of it. Through this divorce, you will have the company secured in your name. You will even have my grandfather’s company. Is that not what you wanted when you married me? You will have all that when we’re divorced! Plus the fact that you’ll now be free to marry someone else! So please just sign the damned papers!” Cassia shouted.
“I will not. And I already told you why. Go ahead and file those papers. Turn our lives into a media frenzy. But know that I will be contesting the divorce every inch of the way. It will take you years before you get rid of me.”
“Years will be better than being shackled to you for life. I cannot believe that you have the audacity to tell me that you are now willing to give this marriage a chance. As if I didn’t have a choice about it at all! What do you think I have been doing for the past ten years, Nikos? Pining for you? Waiting for you to turn around from your mistresses and your wealthy lifestyle and take notice of me?” Cassia snorted.
Nikos opened his mouth to reply but Cassia beat him to it.
“No, Nikos. I tried to better myself. Contrary to what you believed, I was not born an heiress. My grandfather disowned my father for marrying my mother who was a waitress. I grew up in a small family. But then they died and I was fostered from different homes. I lived on scraps to get by. When I was eighteen, my grandfather finally acknowledged me and I knew of the wealth we had. I thought my life was going to change forever but it just turned for the worse. And during the past ten years, I spent it all trying to reach my dream. Now, I am where I wanted myself to be. I think it’s high time that I enjoy my life too.”
It felt as if an ice dagger was plunged directly through his heart.
“Stop lying, Cassia. Your grandfather told me that he could not bring you up himself because he was too saddened by the passing of his son. That’s why he sent you to America where you studied in the finest boarding schools. Stop your sob story for it will not make me sign those papers.”
For what seemed to be the hundredth time this night, Cassia laughed.
“You’d believe my grandfather but not me? You know nothing about me, Nikos Demakis. Talking to you is like talking to a brick wall. Believe what you want about me. No matter how hard I try to explain, you just don’t believe me. Then to hell with you. I will still file the divorce and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”
Cassia stood up, picked up her purse and the papers. She completely ignored the large bouquet of flowers he gave her and also the expensive jewelry. Without another glance towards Nikos, she turned around and walked out of the restaurant.
And when she was safely ensconced inside the limousine, that was when she let all her pent-up tears fall.
With shaking fingers, she took her phone out of her purse and dialed Hector’s number. She just needed him right now. She needed to hear his voice and hear his reassurance that all would be well and they would work through this.
But he wasn’t picking up and she was going straight to his voicemail.
“Hector, it’s me... It’s been a rough night. Call me please.”
November 17, 2013 (Two Days Later)
The King’s Suite, Royalty (Nikos’ Hotel)
New York
Nikos pored over several papers on his desk and it effectively blocked out the rest of the world again. He did not know how much time he worked but he did it so that he would forget the events that happened during the last two days.
He heard a knock on the door and he lifted his head. His assistant entered.
“Sir, Alex Smith says he is here to see you.”
The corners of Nikos’ mouth turned up in a smile.
Alex was his long-time friend and was the best mercenary, detective, body guard, and spy anyone could ever need. He was ex-CIA and became a rogue agent. They’d been friends since they were young but Nikos wasn’t even sure that Smith really was his last name.
“Show him in,” Nikos instructed.
He stood up from his desk and stretched his cramped limbs. He placed his hands in his pockets and waited for his friend to enter the room. This visit truly was a pleasant surprise and he just couldn’t wait to catch up but at the same time, he was also a bit apprehensive about what Alex’s visit meant.
The man was very tall and he had hair the color of sand. Today, Alex wore a suit but it could
not disguise the power in his bulky frame. Beneath that suit were muscles born from perfecting several martial arts and countless hours spent in the gym in order to continue being fit. And he needed to be fit. Especially in his line of work.
“Alex,” Nikos greeted.
“Nikos!” the other man clasped the hand he offered and they embraced like old brothers.
“You didn’t have to come to my suite. I could have treated you to lunch on one of the restaurants downstairs,” Nikos laughed.
“Just have them bring it up here. I think we are overdue on a long chat. We can talk about your work almost anywhere. But you know my work. Your guests will have a heart attack if they overhear what I’ve been up to,” Alex replied.
“True,” Nikos laughed again and then he pulled out his phone and barked several orders for James.
“So while we’re waiting for our food, how have you been?”
“Great. You know how much I love my work. And as of today, there are plenty of people wanting to hire my services. But I am working on a case. That is why I am here in America.”
“That’s what I thought. You weren’t the sort of type that took vacations.”
“Yes. And I agreed to this meeting with you because I believe you know the person I am currently investigating. He is involved with smuggling drugs along with other contraband items into the country. I believe he owes the drug syndicate a huge amount of money and the way they’re asking him to pay is by including their items in his shipment for his business. He also owns some high-end hotels and some dealings take place there.”
“Everybody would suspect the cheap hotels for this kind of things. But never the high-end ones.Sounds like this person is in deep trouble.”
“He is,” Alex agreed.
“And who is this person?”
Alex reached behind him and withdrew an envelope. He then, pulled out some photos and spread it over the desk.
“His name’s Hector Petrides. I believe he’s your biggest competition in the hotel and restaurant world.”
Nikos cursed under his breath. He looked at the photos that were spread on his desk. He couldn’t help but feel smug as he realized his best competition in business and with his wife was basically screwed.
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