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Rose's POV I currently sat in my dad and Mira's room. There was a pile of clothes on his bed. He had bought them as presents for his friends and some family members. Now that they had been sorted and packed, there were two shirts left; both identical.“Why are there two shirts?“ I asked, setting the magazine I'd been flicking through down on the nearby table. “I brought them as a back up incase Remy had got a bit more muscular. They're two different sizes,” my dad chuckled. He leaned forward and sat on the bed. “He really has built himself up like a giant.“I didn't think his build could resemble that of a giant. He was very subtle with his muscle and his muscles worked perfectly to balance each other. Although his muscles were hidden underneath his clothes, you could easily tell he was a perfect male.“They both seem to be the same size. I guess it doesn't matter which one he wears,” Mira said, looking at the shirts.My dad groaned, stretching his arms out to relieve the stress fro

Rose's POV "Rose come out of the pool, you'll catch a cold!" my dad shouted. I chose to ignore him and swam to the other side.“Ugh, I'm not a child! Go take your nap!“ I shouted back. The party had ended an hour ago, meaning I was able to see how big my dad's mansion was. Over hundred people had attended. I felt like today would be a different day for the wedding.“Rose come out of the pool now!“ my dad ordered. I still ignored him.There was only four people by the pool. Me, trying to enjoy my swim. Mira, trying not to laugh. My dad wanting to spoil my swim. And Remy just watching silently from one of the messed up deck lounges. “Dad I'm an adult, let me enjoy my swim!As expected my dad's face changed colour. “What did you just say?!“ “Dad I'm an adult!“ I replied ,making Mira laugh uncontrollably. Even Remy couldn't hold back his laugh and was trying to hide it with his hand.“Miss Rose Henderson, get out of that pool now!“ my dad shouted.“Oh let her have some fun!“ Mira exclaim

Rose's POV I leaned against the cool balcony railing. Below me, the arrival line stretched out into the driveway, but I had managed to slip away early. More importantly, I had successfully avoided Remy. That man made absolutely no sense; every time I saw him, he somehow looked more handsome than before.From my perch, I watched the crowd gathering around the pool. It looked exactly like a scene from a luxury summer movie. The terrace was packed with the sons of my father’s business partners, all of them looked gorgeous and trying entirely too hard to impress.But my eyes ignored everyone else. I kept looking back at the French man lounging on a deck chair. Remy possessed an effortless elegance that the others lacked. His blue eyes caught the afternoon sunlight, and he wore a casual linen shirt with just a few buttons left open. His gym-toned frame was impossible to ignore. I wondered what God was thinking when He made him. He truly felt too perfect to be real.I forced myself to look

Rose's POV I woke up from the sunshine pouring through my window. I blinked my eyes shut and hid my face in my pillow. I hate mornings. Sighing heavily I dragged myself out of my bed and shuffled my way to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth very slowly; as I always do. Finally I had a long shower.I wanted to look as awake as possible.My Dad had said some of his friends were coming. My friends were coming tomorrow to help us celebrate the upcoming wedding. I blow dried my hair and then put on a tank top and shorts.As I walked down the hallway I could hear nothing so no one had arrived yet. However as I got closer to the kitchen I could hear my Dads and Mira’s voices. I smiled as I walked into the room and said, “Morning lovebirds.” They were cooking breakfast. Mira was sitting on a high stool and my Dad was standing by the stove.“Morning sweetheart,” they both saidbit at the same time. I leaned over the stove inhaling the aroma of what Dad was cooking. “What’s the chef cooking toda

Rose's POV Remy and I stumbled into my room, the door slamming behind us with a loud thud. His toned arms lifted me up, and my legs automatically wrapped around his waist. I held his neck and pulled him to a deep, intense kiss. Our lips crushed together, feeling an insatiable hunger for each otherHe placed me gently on the bed, trailing his mouth from my lips down to my neck, his lips and tongue hungrily devouring my skin.A moan escaped my lips as he sucked a tiny little spot just below my ear. “All of you, bare,” he growled against my neck. I could feel my juices trickling down my swimsuit bottom, as if he had read my mind, and I was completely helpless against his will. I pulled him closer and tangled my fingers in his silky hair. “Take it off,” I whispered in his ear.It did'nt matter what it would cost, or what it would get me. I wanted to lose myself in him, to drown in the pleasure he was giving me. “By the time I'm done, you'll be naked, Rose,” he murmured. I heard the strin

Caleb's POV Could that be Aubrey? The sound softened and faded, before eventually stopping completely. She sounds like she's crying. My heart dropped and I hate to hear anyone cry, it makes me uncomfortable and it irritates me. Why can't she just go lock herself in the bathroom if she wanted to cry? I stood there in the corridor, thinking. My heart dropped at the thought that she could be crying because of what I said to her last night. I padded down the corridor until I reached her door. I kept my hand on my door handle but then paused. What if she was just crying because of something personal? Most likely issues with her family. The last thing I need is to be stuck up in some messy family scandal. I shook my head and turned, beginning to walk back to my room. Although, just as I took two steps I heard her again. However her crying had stopped. Instead she was making little sighs. “Okay…I've had enough,” I grumbled. I turned around and yanked the door open. My heart st

Caleb's POVThe door knocked opened and Stephanie came walking in. Her presence alone created an electrifying aura around the room. I looked up from my desk and gave James a nod. He instantly picked up on my gesture, snatched the notepad off the table, shot me a brief nod, and exited my office.Without hesitation, Stephanie sauntered right past the two empty seats and perched on the edge of my desk in front of me. As she crossed her legs, her dress slipped up her thigh, leaving her lap practically bare for me to see. I forced my gaze from her and onto the computer screen as I hit a few keys on the keyboardI needed a moment to create a sense of distance.“You usually call before coming Stephanie,” I mentioned casually, as I worked the keys with my fingers. “What made you decide to come here without letting me know?“She let out a soft giggle, capturing my attention. She swept a strand of hair from her cheek and leaned in closer. “I just came back from vacation this morning, Caleb, and

Aubrey's POV After breakfast Mr. Valois left for the office. I stood frozen in the kitchen, letting out a big breath. My shoulders finally dropped, and the tight knot in my neck began to relax. That was a very narrow escape. I pressed my palm against my chest, feeling my heart beating fast. I leaned against the gas cooker, trying to calm down. Why on earth did Mr. Valois ask me for sex last night? What was he even thinking? It was completely crazy. If he knew he couldn't control his mouth when he drinks then he shouldn't take them. Thank goodness Evelyn wasn't here to witness it or it would have been a complete disaster. Thinking about Evelyn made me want to check on her immediately. I needed a distraction from my own racing thoughts. I reached down and pulled my mobile phone out of the pocket of my work dress. My fingers were shaking slightly as I opened my call log, scrolled down to Evelyn's name, and pressed the call button. She picked up on the very first ring, as if she had

Caleb's POV After spending time with Chloe, I left without speaking to George. He definitely would be busy with other clients. I collected my car key from the valet and made payment.Aubrey was eating when I walked in. “Welcome, Mr. Valois,” she said plainly, like she didn't care if I came home. “How is Evelyn doing?“ “Evelyn is doing fine I suppose, and she won't be coming till further notice,” I stated, watching her munch on the food before her. “And why are you just eating now?“ I looked at my wristwatch; it was half past eight.“I just finished my chores, so I decided to have dinner before going to bed,” she mumbled, staring at her food. I sat at the dining table across her. “What about my dinner?“ I asked, unbuttoning my collar, I didn't realize it was a little tight during the day. “Evelyn said you don't eat once it's past six.“ “Well, I guess I'm hungry and would like to eat.“ She stood up to get another bowl to serve me.I watched as she left; her waist swayed as she walked

Aubrey I was still busy cleaning when Evelyn received a phone call. “What? I’m coming.” That was the only thing she said on the phone. I didn’t really think it was serious until I saw her trying to untie her apron but struggling because her hands were trembling. “Evelyn, what’s wrong?” I asked with concern as I quickly approached her. Evelyn had started tearing up. That was the first time I had ever seen her this emotional. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” I asked as I held her hand. “My daughter is in labor, and her husband isn’t with her,” she uttered as tears flowed down her cheeks. “Come on. You need to go be with her.” This was serious. Her daughter was about to bring a child into the world, and she needed to be by her side. “I need to ask Mr. Valois for permission before leaving.” “Evelyn, get your things. We’re leaving right away,” Mr. Valois said as he walked down the stairs. I didn’t know he had heard us, but my concern now was getting Evelyn to her daughter. I q

Morning came way too fast after that disaster of a pool incident—one that just wouldn’t leave my head, no matter how hard I tried to push it away. Every time I closed my eyes, there he was: Mr Valois stepping out of the water, droplets sliding down his chest, that sinful blue boxer clinging to him like it had absolutely no respect for my sanity.God. What is wrong with me?I groaned and buried my face in the pillow before dragging myself up. My whole body still felt the sting of last night’s embarrassment. His voice replayed in my ears. That stupid deep voice.What pissed me off was how calm he sounded while I stood there, practically dying from humiliation. I pressed my palms against my face. “Get it together,” I muttered, then threw off the blanket and climbed out of bed.After showering and getting dressed, the mansion felt unusually quiet when I stepped out. The faint smell of coffee drifted through the hallway, pulling me downstairs toward the kitchen, where Evelyn was already bu