babbled some more.
“They also said you should talk to them, too,” Pollyanna added solemnly. She expected Kyr to tease her for being childish but to her surprise, her usually serious husband only gave her a long, thoughtful look.
“Umm…” She started to feel uneasy without knowing why.
And then Kyr turned back to the twins and said, “Xfingchergriwz.”
Oh.
Laughter threatened to bubble out of her as Kyr, the billionaire famous for his ruthlessly pragmatic style of doing business, continued speaking nonsense to Dio and Ella. Seconds passed, and she could no longer stop herself from laughing.
Wiping the tears from her eyes, she saw that Kyr was staring at her, and the look on his gorgeous face made her gulp. Oh, dear Lord. Why was he looking at her like she was so precious to him? Even now, it still didn’t make sense. When would he realize it was the other way around, and she was the one lucky to have someone like him?
And then he was saying her name, his voice low and seductive, and her heart slammed so hard against her chest she was worried he would hear it.
Clearing her throat, she asked, “What is it?”
“Thank you,” he said simply.
“What for?”
“For giving me the twins.” His lips formed a crooked smile. “And for giving me the kind of life I should have dreamed of but didn’t.”
****
On the twins’ first year birthday, Pollyanna threw her first party as Mrs. Gazis. She went all out in the preparation, taking craft courses available on the island, reading up on party styling and spending countless hours on Pinterest and Instagram for party pegs. Since this was her first official outing as wife to Kyrillos Gazis, Pollyanna was determined to live up to everyone’s expectations. But more than that, she didn’t want to give her husband any reason to feel ashamed of her.
She had two months to prepare, and every day she worked tirelessly, using every spare moment she could when the twins were sleeping or playing. Kyr would often ask her if she needed help, but she always turned him down, telling him firmly it was a secret, and she wanted him as surprised as all the guests were. The only person she coordinated with was his secretary, who took care of issuing payments. This, too, Kyr had offered to change, saying, “You’re my wife. Naturally, everything I have is yours, too.”
But she had shaken her head, saying, “I know I only have to ask, and you’ll give it to me.” The truth was, she wanted the staff and everyone to know that she wasn’t and would never be after Kyr’s money.
When the day of the party came, the guests were driven to the venue in golf carts, and on the way they were treated to a visual spectacle. The locals had helped Pollyanna with this, using island-sourced materials to put up colorful DIY signage and posters that shared trivia about the twins. Every piece was unique, beautiful, and Instagram-worthy, so much so that even after the party, Pollyanna had been told that her world-famous guests had asked their drivers to make regular stops so they could have their photos taken next to it.
As for the venue, Pollyanna had decided to take a risk by opting for the outdoors even though she knew that, with summer fast approaching, the weather might be too hot and humid for her guests.
But more than that, she wanted everyone to see how much her husband had worked to make Teleios beautiful, and how could she do that if they were cooped up inside an air-conditioned function room?
And so as a compromise, she used the Floros’ flower farm as the venue, and on the day of the party, it turned out to be the perfect choice. The weather cooperated, granting them blue skies, gentle sunlight, and a cool breeze that teased the guests with the scent of the sea and made the colorful blooms dance to their tune.
Because they were on top of the hill, the guests were also treated with a breathtaking bird’s eye view of the island. Taking this a step further, she had