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- Really? – Theo asked and shrugged. – Did you believe it because she told you so? She always says that.

- Because she turned on the camera. – Mrs. Papadopoulos put the tablet in the center of the table. - Please. “She stepped back, and her voice was as steely as the look she gave him. - Sir.

Theo blinked, then looked at the tablet, which had an image of Holly frozen on it. He looked at him warily, as if she might jump out of the screen and plunge another dagger into his back. Which would no doubt go even deeper. Perhaps this would be the final, fatal blow...

It took Theo a few seconds before he remembered Mrs. Papadopoulos was there.

He waved his hand. Of course, a video call is different.

True, when it came to Holly, “other” did not bode well. “Other” meant a pretty penny, and it always ended with Theo forking out the cash.

She was his most costly mistake to date. Of all the stupidities of his carelessly thoughtless youth, Holly Holt, with a wide smile and an infectious laugh that made Theo melt like snow in the sun, became the most serious, the thing he regretted most.

He regretted it every day, and it didn’t matter whether he allowed himself to think about her or not.

“Stop twitching,” he told himself, looking with hostility at the tablet lying on the polished surface of the huge table.

Theo decided to end the conversation without starting it, which he should have done, but the image of her was enough to paralyze his will. It was still and a little blurry, but her hold over Theo was still strong.

You can hate yourself for being weak as much as you want, but it won’t change anything.

Now Holly did not look like a bud ready to bloom, only hinting at the splendor of the future flower. This is how she was when they met, a sun-kissed, untouched beauty that he found intoxicating. Fascinating.

Theo looked at the frozen image, as if trying to find in it the key to understanding her true nature. Gone was her wild head of hair, the cowboy boots she once said she loved more than anything in the world, her open and serene expression that made Holly stand out among the crowd.

She has become slimmer. Her seductive forms, which once could have caused a juicy scandal because of the bikini that barely covered them, turning him almost into a slave, now bordered on thinness. Her shiny golden hair was mercilessly combed back and tied into a flawless ponytail. Minimal makeup was devoid of provocative bright colors. Holly was wearing, in his opinion, a stunning dress, the style of which was based on the eternal classics with its, again in his opinion, underrated elegance. It suited the new version of Holly perfectly.

The Holly Holt of old was no more. Theo even doubted whether she even existed?

This woman took her place. This lady has the details of her appearance thought out to the smallest detail. Holly Tsoukatos, who became an ardent philanthropist thanks to her husband's money, which was always at her disposal. Theo grinned at Holly Tsoukatos, who made everyone talk about herself as a wife bearing the estrangement of one of Europe's most famous playboys with dignity. They looked for acquaintance with her more and more often as Theo turned into a dangerous and successful businessman.

“I hate her,” Theo told himself firmly.

He despised himself for the fact that he had as much strength to resist this uncontrollable, uncultured, but delightful beauty, who had conquered such an experienced womanizer as he, in just a week, as a mosquito.

But, of course, that Holly was a sham. Why doesn't he finally figure this out? She never existed. That Holly existed only in the masterfully staged performance that she played for him. His sinful wife, diligently portraying the sophisticated Snow Queen and living at his expense, is the real Holly. Looking at her frozen image, Theo admitted to himself that he did not like remembering the cruel truth. This was one of the reasons why he rarely communicated with her and only by phone.

The second reason is his hot temper. Holly could piss him off in a matter of seconds, seemingly without the slightest effort on her part. But Theo walled up the black flame generated by her betrayal, burning him from the inside, and regained control of himself. He would rather die than show her anything more than hostility. The colder and more distant he behaves, the better.

Theo pressed the button to bring the frozen image back into motion, and, allowing irritation to color his voice, he abruptly said instead of a greeting:

- What do you want? “He was deliberately rude, but even this could not curb the rage that was corroding his soul, or suppress the instinctive desire to prick her with at least something. -Have you finally managed to make me bankrupt?

The video call was a serious tactical miscalculation.

Holly realized this as soon as the screen in front of her came to life. Her courage and determination - and, what was much worse, her voice - disappeared almost instantly. A terrible mistake... However, not the first associated with this man.

She was not ready to see his almost impossible perfection. I was never ready for this.

Theo took up her entire huge monitor - a large man with a gloomy face and unusually handsome. His beauty was special - wild. He immediately burst into her lonely life, filling everything with strength and passion...

And he was still angry with her.

The rage raging within him, which knew no forgiveness and mercy, was as palpable as the lashing blow of a gusty wind in the face. And the words also hurt - sharp, they hit backhand.

Holly had heard this rage in Theo's voice during their infrequent, almost hostile, phone conversations regarding her deliberately exorbitant bills. She called about once every three months, and Theo never had time for a real conversation.

But now Holly could see his rage, blazing in his eyes, as black as the coffee Theo had made for her in the early days of their short marriage. Before she ruined everything herself.

The rage was felt even in his hard chin, as if cast from steel. A trembling seized the young woman. Perhaps we should be glad that six thousand miles separate them.

But more than that, Holly saw the hot, dark promise lurking in the depths of his eyes, a promise that even rage could not hide.

“What did you expect? – the voice that rang out in her head was very similar to the voice of her dear father, God rest his soul. - He hates you. You took care of this yourself. This is what happens when you leave."

She should have known about this better than others: she lived alone with her father for many years. Her mother abandoned them when Holly was a baby. Of course, the suffering father did not say that he hated his wife. He claimed that he was grieving and that he continued to love her. But for Holly, their life was like an unhealing burn.

And now she is looking at the flames of hatred that she herself kindled.

Theo sat in an elegantly furnished office, leaning back in a leather chair. His thick dark and rather long hair was tousled - just like four years ago. But he seemed to have become more handsome. In those early days, Theo seemed like a god to her, with his lean, muscular body. One glance was enough to see the power hidden within him. The snow-white shirt outlined his shoulders, delicious chest and - Holly didn't forget - his toned stomach. He looked impressive, and the rage bubbling inside only emphasized his difference from others and warned more clearly than any words how dangerous an adversary he could be. Holly hated herself again.

For what I did. More precisely, for what she said. For the chaos into which her thoughtless hasty marriage with this man turned, and for the sad emptiness that formed in her soul after the breakup. Now only one feeling lived in her - all-consuming, bitter regret. It was palpable, sticky and squeezed my throat so much that it became difficult to breathe. Holly even thought that someday she would suffocate.

Looking at Theo made her want to lean forward, touch the screen and feel the warmth of his smooth olive skin. She wanted to run her fingers through his thick hair, slightly curled at the ends, which always made her stupid with desire. I wanted to press myself against his full, miracle-working lips, feel their salty taste and feel an almost painful desire to satisfy a cruel sensual hunger.

But the path to this is tortuous and difficult - there was no doubt about it. The path to Theo would surely expose old wounds and make them bleed. And this means experiencing the pain again. However, living like this is unbearable. Something needs to be done.

Holly thought she knew how hard it was going to be, until she saw Theo. Although his image had been vivid in her memory all these years, the effect of communicating in person was like a blow to the stomach.

His face, although on the screen, dazzled her just as much as the first time. This happened in a small restaurant in Santorini. She leisurely drank coffee after lunch, not realizing that her life was about to change dramatically. He sat down next to her.

A man from a dream come true - dangerous, sexy...

His low, impatient voice penetrated her thoughts. The woman's body came to life and trembled. She was glad that Theo could not see her reaction, which followed automatically, regardless of her will. Holly unconsciously brought her knees together and curled her toes. But the most alarming thing was that a spark of insane hope instantly flared up in her that everything could be fixed, flared up in spite of the cold voice of common sense.

“I don’t have time,” Theo continued. “But even if it was, I have nothing to tell you.”

His lips curled slightly into a smile without warmth, but even that didn't diminish his attractiveness. Just the opposite.

How tempting was the thought of forgetting himself, breaking the inner chains and finally telling the whole truth, even if he didn’t believe a single word. Over the years, Holly has used every means available to her to get Theo to let her go. She didn’t achieve freedom, but now he hates her with every fiber of his soul. Therefore, you need to remember which card needs to be played now, otherwise it will be defeated before it even starts.

Holly pulled herself together and smiled at Theo. Not like it once was. Then she did not have even a hint of self-preservation instinct. She fell into love, just like that, like an animal into a trap, and her naivety was no different from stupidity. But over a few lonely years, Holly had honed her smile so much that it allowed her to play a role that arose from the ashes of the marriage she had burned with her lies. A role that she believed would easily allow Theo to wash his hands of it, give her a divorce and free them both.

Caitlin Crews

Warm my heart

GREEK'S LAST REDEMPTION

* * *

Businessman Theo Tsoukatos frowned with displeasure when the office doors swung open. He ordered that he not be disturbed. Usually, subordinates did not risk going against the will of the boss, knowing what this would entail.

He seems to be becoming more and more like his father, whom everyone fears. However, this is not a problem as long as competitors are afraid of him. God forbid he become like his father in his personal life!

“Never,” he swore, as he had once done as a child. “I won’t let this happen.”

- Do you think we're on fire? – Theo caustically inquired of his secretary, who resolutely entered the office. He looked at her disapprovingly. – Or is the fire just starting?

“As far as I know, neither one nor the other,” Mrs. Papadopoulos responded calmly, who was not impressed by his aggressiveness. Theo's secretary somewhat reminded him of his Aunt Despina. And she loved him just as much as a son, which meant a guaranteed absence of problems. - But it’s not evening yet.

Theo sighed impatiently. He was immersed in his work, preparing proposals for a new company strategy. Today he had to hold a very important meeting, replacing his father, since the wily old fox Demetrius Tsoukatos was more concerned with his deteriorating health than the family business. Theo looked out of the office window overlooking Athens. The gradually accelerating, crazy rhythm of the largest city in Greece served as a reminder to him that everything that has gained strength may one day collapse, but will rise again, becoming stronger than before.

This was the unspoken credo of the Tsoukatos family. Every inch of the Tsukatos Tower in which Theo was now saturated was saturated with this. The tower stood as an impressive testament to the foresight of his shipbuilding magnate father and the enduring success of their business in the face of countless challenges, from bitter enemies to global economic woes.

Now the tower served as a symbol of Theo's growing reputation as a fearless businessman capable of making innovative decisions. Players who choose the path with minimal risk join the ranks of bankrupts. Such a fate should not befall the Tsukatos fleet. Theo may have acted like most spoiled scoundrel heirs at the age of twenty, but he has devoted the last four years to proving that he can be as dangerous an opponent as his father.

He seems to have succeeded in this. A fierce thirst for achievements and a desire for success were genetically embedded in him. It was in his blood, as his father said.

Theo decided that he could afford to be ruthless in business because this quality was the key to victory. True, his personal life was still a chaos, but for completely different reasons. “I may be unhappy,” he had to convince himself more often than he would like, “but I am not a liar, a deceiver or a hypocrite.”

Theo was surrounded by many people about whom he could not say the same.

He looked at Mrs. Papadopoulos displeasedly when she stopped in front of his desk. She answered the boss with only her characteristic restrained gaze, expressing an enduring condemnation that gave him some kind of perverted pleasure. The secretary was a walking version of the proverbial hair shirt, and Theo was one of those people who prefer not to talk about their sins.

“This is your wife,” Mrs. Papadopoulos said abruptly.

Theo's heart began to beat with deafening force. He had no doubt that the secretary could hear it too.

His wife.

Theo was so used to the flash of anger at the mention of that name that he barely noticed it.

It had been almost four years since he last saw his errant wife. Four years since they were in the same room, moreover, in the same country. Four years since he had caressed her, absorbed her taste, lost himself in her. That would never happen again, Theo reminded himself coldly, as the truth had emerged four years ago. And their marriage turned into a farce.

“I wasn’t the one who found out the truth about her,” Theo thought with cold fury. “She admitted it herself.”

But, God help him, he can't afford to go down that dark path again. Not today. And not here, where there is a place only for business, where he is known as a person who knows how to maintain cool calm under any pressure.

This should have been left in the past a long time ago. However, Theo could hardly force himself to take a deep breath, unclench his fists, relax and pretend that these words did not make any impression on him.

– If this is my wife, then I’m not just busy. “I’m not interested in this,” he said, not holding back the anger rushing out. “You know very well, Mrs. Papadopoulos, that you shouldn’t distract me over trifles.” Encourage my wife to leave a voicemail or send me an email. However, I don’t promise to listen or read...

- Sir. “Theo didn’t know what surprised him more: that she dared to interrupt him, or the fact that the stern but executive secretary did not budge. “She claims she has urgent business.”

The last thing Theo wanted to think about today—and always—was Holly. Some might have called her his vengeance, and in his darkest moments he had agreed with that, for he had married a liar, a treacherous creature in a beautiful disguise.

The sad truth was that he spent a good portion of each day trying not to think about Holly. During the morning hours, Theo would take out his endless rage on the punching bag or on a random opponent during sparring. He rode endless miles on an exercise bike. Without thinking about her betrayal, which Holly admitted so casually - with some tourist whose name she didn’t even remember. Without imagining these scenes, which made nausea rise to his throat, it was as if betrayal had happened before his eyes. Without asking himself how he allowed himself to be fooled...

For four years, Theo lived exclusively in the family business, just not to think about the woman he married like a fool, and she ruined his life. She made him a laughing stock. It hurt, even though it seemed impossible as Holly tore his heart out. Moreover, she forced him to repeat his parents' doomed marriage, which Theo could not forgive them, no matter how hard he tried.

For four years, he devoted all his strength and emotions to fighting competitors and strengthening the company's success, despite insurmountable difficulties and difficult times.

Theo Tsoukatos, the spoiled and spoiled playboy with a trail of mistresses, was long gone.

But Holly remained proof of his failure, his wasted youth. Then he was an endless disappointment for his father and an indelible stain on the Tsoukatos family name.

Theo didn't want to remember how, without remembering himself, he had fallen, with dizzying speed, under the spell of a stunning blonde from Texas, who feigned adoration from the first meeting. She indifferently and cruelly betrayed him just six months after the wedding, which he is blind! – I considered it romantic precisely because everything happened very quickly.

He has no one to blame but himself.

After all, everyone warned him and even provided evidence. Everyone, with the exception of Theo, saw her true essence in the charming and naive Holly Holt, who traveled around Europe after the death of her father. Another American woman with a calculating look, hunting for wealth, she was ready to grab the big prey that came her way with a bulldog grip.

That summer in Santorini, Theo was that catch.

“You are my successor and heir to the Tsukatos fortune,” his father sternly inspired him. - This girl is nobody. It's just a holiday romance, Theo. You must understand this!”

His father and brother Brax joined forces to convince Theo not to be an idiot. But he was not going to listen to the advice of a man who had caused his mother suffering with his affairs, not to mention his younger brother, whom Theo considered a child.

When it became obvious that he really was a complete idiot, they began to ask him to take measures to protect the state of his family, the future, the company - just to be on the safe side, since he thinks not with his head, but with the seat in his pants... Theo stayed deaf to everything. He lived without thinking about anyone or anything except himself, putting his own pleasure above all else.

About no one except himself and one curvy blonde. She had such a warm, open smile that he had never seen on anyone, and Theo lost his head. But it turned out that under the cute shell was hiding a deceitful heart.

This is the price to pay for impulsiveness. His punishment. Theo continued to cling to the marriage with the sole purpose of denying her the pleasure of getting a divorce, despite the way Holly treated him, and then without any remorse declared it in his face.

Caitlin Crews

Warm my heart

GREEK'S LAST REDEMPTION

“Never,” he swore, as he had once done as a child. “I won’t let this happen.”

- Do you think we're on fire? – Theo caustically inquired of his secretary, who resolutely entered the office. He looked at her disapprovingly. – Or is the fire just starting?

He seems to have succeeded in this. A fierce thirst for achievements and a desire for success were genetically embedded in him. It was in his blood, as his father said.

Theo was surrounded by many people about whom he could not say the same.

“This is your wife,” Mrs. Papadopoulos said abruptly.

Theo's heart began to beat with deafening force. He had no doubt that the secretary could hear it too.

His wife.

Theo was so used to the flash of anger at the mention of that name that he barely noticed it.

“I wasn’t the one who found out the truth about her,” Theo thought with cold fury. “She admitted it herself.”

- Sir. “Theo didn’t know what surprised him more: that she dared to interrupt him, or the fact that the stern but executive secretary did not budge. “She claims she has urgent business.”

For four years, he devoted all his strength and emotions to fighting competitors and strengthening the company's success, despite insurmountable difficulties and difficult times.

Theo Tsoukatos, the spoiled and spoiled playboy with a trail of mistresses, was long gone.

But Holly remained proof of his failure, his wasted youth. Then he was an endless disappointment for his father and an indelible stain on the Tsoukatos family name.

He has no one to blame but himself.

That summer in Santorini, Theo was that catch.

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About the book Warm My Heart by Caitlin Crews

Caitlin Crews is a contemporary American writer specializing primarily in short romance novels. Her book, entitled “Warm My Heart,” is just one of these small, but at the same time very sweet, romantic and touching stories. This is an incredibly exciting work that combines a solid dose of sensuality, realism and fabulousness. The plot is very rich and dramatic, the intriguing turns of events in it are in perfect harmony with the heartfelt love story. This novel will be interesting to read not only for fans of the genre, but also for all connoisseurs of high-quality modern prose.

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Caitlin Crews

Warm my heart

GREEK'S LAST REDEMPTION

“Never,” he swore, as he had once done as a child. “I won’t let this happen.”

- Do you think we're on fire? – Theo caustically inquired of his secretary, who resolutely entered the office. He looked at her disapprovingly. – Or is the fire just starting?

He seems to have succeeded in this. A fierce thirst for achievements and a desire for success were genetically embedded in him. It was in his blood, as his father said.

Theo was surrounded by many people about whom he could not say the same.

“This is your wife,” Mrs. Papadopoulos said abruptly.

Theo's heart began to beat with deafening force. He had no doubt that the secretary could hear it too.

His wife.

Theo was so used to the flash of anger at the mention of that name that he barely noticed it.

“I wasn’t the one who found out the truth about her,” Theo thought with cold fury. “She admitted it herself.”