soon as we can. Onella will be happy that we pay her a visit while we’re there.” Carla nodded. Atreus continued, “My darling, when we are married, my wealth is your wealth. And you will never want for anything, ever again. I promise.”
“Look at her, the poor thing, worried to bits about the money,” Hanna said, grinning. “And to think he was with that gold-digging Serene when he could have been with her !” Andria burst out in boisterous laughter, and Hanna blushed, realizing she had spoken out of turn. “I’m so sorry!” Hanna cried, covering her mouth with her hands. “It’s just that – Miss Carla, you are so good.”
Hanna’s sincerity moved Carla to tears, and the four – plus Dios – embraced, creating the first portrait of the new family.
And to think , Carla considered, nuzzling Dios. I was just a nanny. And now I’m going to be the billionaire’s wife.
*****
Chapter 2
The next morning when Carla woke, it was as though she was coming out of the sweetest hazy dream. She greeted the morning sun with a stretch and took a moment to appreciate the way her silk pajamas felt on her skin, the coolness of her blankets, and the pleasant mussed quality her hair had taken on in her sleep. She felt so well rested, so deeply content, that she almost didn’t notice the new addition to her attire sparkling away on her left hand. The sight of the diamond ring – a gigantic emerald-cut on a platinum band lined with a hundred smaller diamonds – sent a thrill through her, and she remembered what had transpired the day before.
After all the excitement of the proposal, Atreus had whisked her away into the city to select an engagement ring. Together they poured over cases upon cases of sparkling diamonds, and although Atreus had to coax Carla into admitting which were her favorites because she was bashful about price, they had finally settled on the one that now graced her finger. Returning home, there was champagne and chocolate-covered strawberries waiting for them, courtesy of Andria and Hanna, who put Dios to bed and promptly began a celebration. Together, the four toasted to a long and happy life together beneath the star-studded Grecian sky. Resting her head against Atreus’s shoulder, Carla felt more at peace than she had ever felt in her life.
And later that night, when Atreus had come to her room to make love to her, it was like nothing she had ever experienced. The first time had been extraordinary, without a doubt, but their connection had only deepened now that their commitment was official. As Atreus laid tiny kisses down her body, Carla sighed with pleasure, and when his kisses heightened at the juncture between her legs, she cried out. Her fingers wrapped in the gentle ringlets of his hair, he worshipped her with his tongue, and on the verge of her climax he murmuring her name over and over and over again. Arms clasped around each other, eyes locked in an intense dance, their lovemaking rose to tremendous heights, pleasure breaking over them like waves. Ever the gentleman, Atreus kissed her goodnight and left for his own room, insisting that they could not share a bed like husband and wife until their union was final.
In the peachy glow of morning, Carla admired the diamond on her hand and basked in the delicious way her body felt – totally relaxed and effortlessly light after Atreus’s expert lovemaking. Running a hand through her hair, it occurred to her that her beloved grandparents did not yet know of their granddaughter’s engagement, nor did Onella know about her soon-to-be sister-in-law. Rising and heading down to the dining room, Carla could hear Dios’s happy chatter and the sound of coffee spoons clinking against porcelain.
“Say good morning to Mama, Dios. Can you say good morning?” Atreus sat at the table holding Dios in his arms, rather than in the high chair. Dios turned to look at Carla, who wiggled her fingers and smiled in greeting.
“Goo moo,
Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni