Her Greek Billionaire: Her Greek Billionaire, #1

By Anna Harte

When Maya is hand-picked by the Greek billionaire, Costas Voridis, to sing a series of benefit concerts on his home island of Crete she thinks this may just be the chance she needs to revitalize her career. Little does she know that these concerts will change her life. 

Costas is accustomed to getting what he wants and he's never wanted a woman like he wants Maya. 

Only problem is...she's taken. 

Torn between two lovers, Maya doesn't know who to choose until a devastating secret is revealed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Everyday Press
• Release date: Oct 22, 2015
• ISBN: 9781519936189

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Her Greek Billionaire Pt. 1

by

Anna Harte

Copyright 2015 Anna Harte

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter One

So, when will you meet him? Linda’s voice squeaked with curiosity.

Maya grinned. She knew her best friend was concerned about her but this was the real reason she’d had called. Linda was Ruler–for–Life of Nosey Parker Land. This evening. He’ll be at the concert. She held the cellphone to her ear with one hand while she applied her lipstick with the other.

Are you nervous?

Maya frowned at her reflection. Was she?

A little bit.

Sweetie, you’re gonna do just fine. He’s already a fan. You could probably go out there and croak and Mister Big Money would still think he got his money’s worth. And you know you’ve never croaked a day in your life. Your voice wouldn’t know how.

Maya’s voice – that was what had brought her here, to Crete, for three gigs in all. That was all Mister Big Money, real name Costas Voridis, had asked for. Three gigs and, in return, her stay at the Kapsaliana Village Hotel was covered, she had an open tab at the hotel’s restaurant and she would leave the island $35,000 richer. Staying at the hotel alone was worth the price of coming. Kapsaliana had once been a village which housed the workers at the olive mill but when the mill closed the workers had left the area. Year later, an architect had seen the potential and bought up the entire area to create the hotel.

Maya’s contract was a sweet deal. Especially, considering she hadn’t worked since The Event, known to everybody else as her accident. Three weeks after she’d posted her profile and a couple clips on the website, GigSalad, Voridis had gotten in touch. Not directly. Mr. Big Money had gone through Checkers and Chase, a Chicago law firm, to make contact. That had thrown her off a little bit but she figured maybe he was trying to show he was on the up and up. Checkers and Chase had an excellent reputation and they didn’t come cheap which meant he had money, but Maya still took a few days to make up her mind.

On the one hand, she thought a change of scenery could be just what she needed. Diana Norton, her therapist, certainly thought so and had encouraged her to go when Maya went for her weekly appointment and told her about the offer. But, on the other hand, it would mean Maya would be far from her support team, her friends and family, and from James, of course. James, her fiancé. James was dead set against the trip. She suspected that was what tipped her in the end. That, and the money. James had become increasingly bossy recently and needed to realize putting a ring on it wasn’t meant to be the same as snapping on the shackles.

You think you’re gonna be okay, right? I mean, on stage and everything? Linda’s voice betrayed her worry.

I’m fine. This was the third time for the day Maya was reassuring someone she was okay. First, her parents had called, then her brother, Dawson, in England. Even Athena, the young woman, Costas had assigned to take her around and look after her had called, wanting to know how she’d slept and if everything was to her liking. Maya assured her that everything was perfect and Athena had rung off, promising to pick her up in the evening. After that, Maya left her phone behind and went for lunch at the hotel’s restaurants. Sated from the Giouvetsi with veal, she’d dawdled over her lemon sorbet dessert, watching the other guests and reveling in the feeling of being far away from home, around people who’d never heard of her or heard about The Event.

When she could linger at the table no more, she got up and wandered around the hotel grounds for a couple hours, sitting first by the pool and then on a bench where she could see down the hill and then the sea in the distance. She sauntered through the