Maximo couldn't believe his ears. “What did you just say? He was your dead husband? I mean, I didn't know you were married.”
Avery smiled softly. “We divorced before he died. It's actually a long story but David reminds me a lot about him. I will check in with you later then,” she took a short bow before she walked out of the office.
For a few minutes, Maximo was still shocked. He never expected it. Was that why Grey didn't want to tell him anything? Yet, Maximo felt offended. Grey shouldn't hide something like that from him.
That aside, he wondered why the two divorced. And somehow, he wanted to get to the root of it all especially because he has started loving Avery.
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Grey and Aphrodite arrived at Italy’s Amalfi Coast several hours later. No call came from Maximo or Charles and Grey was starting to worry but he didn't want it to disrupt his trip.
Aphrodite had changed into a red gown that matched her hair perfectly. “The view is perfect!” she exclaimed softly.
Grey moved closer and embraced her from behind. They both stared out from the terraced garden. They were in Ravello, a resort town set 365 metres above the Tyrrgenin Sea by Italy's Amalfi Coast. And they were lodged into Caruso, a Belmond hotel that was one of the exclusive luxury hotels in Italy.
“I knew you were going to love it. The funniest thing is that there are a lot of tourists currently. So, the whole place is booked up. Thankfully, I already booked this place a week ago,” he explained.
“What? You've been paying for this place? For a week?” Aphrodite asked with amazement.
Grey laughed briefly. “It's actually nothing. You know how rich I am, don't you?”
Aphrodite laughed too. “I know. You are Hercules, after all. It just feels good that you did this for me. Thank you so much, Grey.”
Grey pecked her. “Anything for you, Novia. Least I forget, I just ordered Delizia al limone for you. You are going to love it. I heard it's one of the foods you should try around here. When you are done with that, we could go for a little tour before we call it a night. Though, we could go through Via dei Rufolo,”
Aphrodite giggled. “Yes, that would be great. I would love to. Are we getting escorts?”
Grey released a sigh and pulled back slightly. While still leaning forward a bit, he whirled Aphrodite around towards him. “We are, I wouldn't risk it again, not with you around and knowing that we could get killers pretending to be tourists. Like I said initially, I can't risk it.”
The telephone rang suddenly.
Grey pulled away and picked it up. He spoke silently for some minutes before he hung up and looked at Aphrodite. “Our Delizia al limone is here,” he announced and moved to the main door. He walked back inside, pulling a serving tray. “Let's eat!” he announced happily.
Aphrodite regarded him for a moment before she moved closer.
Grey got a glass of non-alcoholic wine and they both settled down to eat. While Aphrodite was eating, Grey took his phone and went through it again. He was at least expecting to see a message but there was nothing. He might need to place a call to Charles when they are done eating. But he didn't want to do it at that moment. He wanted to have a nice time with Aphrodite.
“So, what are your plans now? When are you going to Jacksonville? Also, are you really planning on exposing your identity after it all?”
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