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I’d look especially good when Nikolaos fucked me later. I smiled just thinking about it.
When I finally looked in the mirror, what I saw took my breath away. The combination of the dress, my styled hair, and the carefully applied makeup created an image of a woman who was both formidable and enchanting.
Now I was prepared for anything.
A knock on my door sounded, and I turned as it opened, only to see Nikolaos dressed in a tux.
The black fabric of the suit hugged his form perfectly, accentuating his broad shoulders and the lean strength of his frame. The crisp white shirt contrasted starkly against the dark material, and the black bow tie added a touch of classic charm.
The sight of him took my breath away; he was not just handsome—he was captivating. In that moment, as our eyes met, I felt an overwhelming desire to close the distance between us and lose myself in his arms, to feel his lips against mine, to feel his cock deep inside me, but now was not the time.
Tonight, I was going to become his fiancée.
Nikolaos gently took my arm, leading me downstairs and out the front door. There was a sleek limousine waiting outside, its polished exterior reflecting the soft lights of the evening. He opened the door like a gentleman and offered me his arm as I climbed inside. Then he climbed in beside me and took my hand in his as the limo pulled away from our home.
The drive felt smooth and almost dreamlike as the city lights blurred past us.
When the vehicle finally stopped, Nikolaus climbed out first, not letting go of my hand the entire time.
When I stepped out of the limousine, I was immediately struck by the grandeur before me. He’d brought me to the Museum of the Parthenon, and the sight of it was enough to take my breath away.
The museum, illuminated against the night sky, looked majestic. The modern glass and concrete structure, juxtaposed against the ancient backdrop of the Acropolis, created a scene of timeless elegance.
This is really it.
He led me towards the entrance, and I couldn’t help but remark, “This is kind of like renting out the Parthenon.” My voice was rife with amusement, but this had done more than take my breath away.
It was the type of grand gesture that a girl would dream of.
Nikolaos chuckled softly, and I looked at him, seeing a twinkle in his eye.
“Well, I thought you wouldn’t want to make the climb all the way to the top in your pretty heels,” he replied, his voice warm with amusement.
“True enough,” I smiled, and he took my arm safely within his.
Nikolaos led me inside the museum, and I was immediately enveloped in a world of ancient beauty and modern architecture. The expansive glass walls offered a breathtaking view of the Acropolis, lit beautifully against the night sky. Inside, the museum was a labyrinth of history and art, with displays of ancient sculptures and artifacts in every room.
“Look at this,” he said, guiding me towards a particular exhibit. “This is part of the frieze of the Parthenon. Each sculpture tells a story from Greek mythology.”
“What’s this one say?” I asked.
“This panel here depicts a scene from the Panathenaic Festival, which was held in ancient Athens in honor of the goddess Athena. You can see the procession of citizens, the majestic horses, and the figures carrying ceremonial offerings right there,” he explained.
I listened, fascinated as he pointed out various details. “And here,” he continued, “the carvings show Athena and Poseidon. It’s from the legendary contest where they competed to be the patron deity of Athens. Athena gifted the olive tree to the people, a symbol of peace and prosperity, and won their favor.”
As we moved through the museum, I was fascinated by the artifacts and his explanations. There was a comforting rhythm in our conversation—my curiosity met with his insightful responses. It was clear that he not only wanted to share this experience with me, but he also wanted to nurture my interest and understanding, and I loved that about him.
Between the two of us, this was easy.
“The way these pieces have been preserved and displayed… it’s like stepping back in time,” I said, looking around in awe.
Nikolaos nodded. “That’s why I love this place. It’s a bridge between the past and the present. Every time I come here, I learn something new.”
“It’s incredible,” I said softly, losing myself in the intricate carvings and incredible artifacts.
When we finally came to the end of the exhibits, there was a private room waiting for the two of us. One wall was comprised of floor-to-ceiling windows, offering a priceless view of the Parthenon from the top floor of the museum.
When my gaze finally settled on the table in the center of the room, I smiled. It was beautifully set under soft ambient lighting, covered with a pristine white tablecloth. On the table was a chilling bottle of champagne, along with two place settings fit for a king.
