Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire

Chapter 62 Chapter 62 +25 Bonus The main terrace had been set with the kind of care only Valentians devote to a meal. Candles flickered gently in the night breeze, casting golden light over antique china and polished silverware that gleamed beneath the stars. From the kitchen drifted a symphony of herbs and slow-simmering sauces. Lucy appeared carrying a tray of antipasti-dark olives, local cheeses, cured prosciutto, and tiny tomatoes that looked like jewels. "Buon appetito, ma'am," she said warmly before retreating. "She really outdid herself," Christian remarked, pulling out my chair.

"Lucy always saves her best dishes for special occasions." "It seems our arrival is quite the occasion for her," I said, noticing the meticulous attention to detail. "It's the first time I've brought a wife here." He teased lightly as he poured olive oil into a small dish. "That deserves a proper celebration." Christian opened a bottle of wine, filling our glasses with a deep ruby liquid. "This one is special," he said, swirling it. "From Sophie Vineyard, vintage 2015. We only produce it in exceptional years." "Named after your grandmother?" "Yes." His gaze softened.

"These grapes come from the oldest vines on the estate, planted by my great- grandfather. When my grandfather took over, he dedicated the finest vineyard to my grandmother." I tasted it, letting it linger on my tongue. It was extraordinary-complex, deep, with notes of dark fruit and a whisper of spice that stayed long after the swallow. "It's magnificent," I whispered, genuinely impressed. Dinner unfolded with wild mushroom risotto, followed by veal so tender it fell apart at the touch of a fork. Dessert was a perfectly trembling panna cotta topped with fresh berries.

When we finished, Christian rose and extended his hand. "Would you like to see the vineyards under the moonlight?" he asked. "It's a Kensington tradition to show the estate beneath the stars." The night was perfectly warm, the sky so crowded with stars it hardly seemed real. We walked down a stone path winding between the vines, bathed in silver moonlight. Silence wrapped around us, broken only by the crunch of gravel underfoot and the distant hum of cicadas.

why." I paused to brush my fingers lightly over a vine leaf. "There's something magical here." We followed the trail as it rose gently to a small natural lookout. From there, the whole estate stretched before us, drenched in

Chapter 62 +25 Bonus "It's even more beautiful in the morning," he murmured, his voice dangerously close to my ear. "When the sun rises over the hills." "You'll have to show me," I answered, my voice huskier than I meant it to be. "With pleasure." His hands settled lightly on my shoulders. "This dress... it suits the landscape perfectly." I turned slowly to face him. Moonlight sculpted shadows along his face, highlighting the strong line of his jaw.

feigning innocence. "Exactly." His eyes never left mine as his hand slid down my arm, leaving a trail of heat. "That black set with the red accents was... unforgettable." His lips found mine with an urgency that stole my breath. I answered with equal intensity, my

provoking, while his strong hands pulled me firmly against him. In one swift movement, Christian lifted me, my legs wrapping around his waist as he turned us, carrying me a few steps deeper into the vineyard rows. My heart pounded wildly as his lips traced a burning path down my neck. "Here?" I asked breathlessly, as he lowered me gently onto the earth between the vines. "Why not?" he replied with a smile that made me

seized the hem of my dress and, with one decisive tug, tore through the delicate fabric, leaving me exposed in nothing but the black lingerie with red details. "Christian!" I gasped, half shocked, half aroused by his audacity. "I'll buy ten more to replace it," he murmured against my skin, his lips