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Chapter 55

Adrian’s Pov

The kiss happened.

At first, I was asleep when the kiss happened or at least, I thought I was. My dreams were full of him. Darcy. The man I tried so hard not to think about. He came, even in my dream. I kissed him.

I opened my eyes a little, to see who I kissed, he didn't even notice that I saw him. Darcy.

My boss. Pink’s father. The man who’d once called me insignificant.

His eyes were open, wide in shock but he didn’t pull away. He stayed still, letting the kiss continue.

Panic flooded through me. What was I doing?

I removed my hand from his neck when I became conscious and turned to the other side like I was still sleeping. My heart beat increased. I thought he might hear it. Because I forced my breathing to stay calm pretending to sleep while my entire body buzzed with the feeling of his lips.

A few seconds later, I heard him step back. The floor creaked. Then the soft click of the door as he left the room.

Only then did I sit up. My hands trembled as I touched my lips. They still tingled.

“Oh God,” I whispered. “What have I done?”

But I knew the answer.I kissed Darcy. It didn’t matter whether I was sleeping or I was awake. What did was that some part of me,it's desperate and wanted him to act on it.

And the worst part? It felt good. It felt right.

Now, sitting alone in Pink’s room, my heart still pounding, all I could think about was doing it again. For real this time.

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I should have still been angry about Brittany.

She showed up at Darcy’s house uninvited, acting like she still owned the place. She even kissed him in front of me, talked about their past love life, sex life, and made sure I knew I didn’t belong here, just an employee, who could be easily replaced.

I should have been furious. Ready to quit.

But that kiss… that accidental, impossible kiss… had changed everything.

For one brief moment, Darcy’s lips had been on mine, not hers. Mine.

And now, I want more. I wanted to feel him respond, to kiss me badly like he wanted me, I want to see him look at me not as an employee, Pink's nanny but as someone he desired to be with. But is that possible? I thought.

I knew it was wrong. I knew if I cross this line, when things go wrong it could ruin everything. But I couldn’t help it.

I was falling for Darcy Rodrigo, and I didn’t know why and how to stop.

“The wall you’re breaking down, Adrian,” I said to myself, “don’t cry when it crushes you.”

It was a clear warning to stay off, a reminder of my past, what'd happened last time, when I was in a relationship with Martin. The man who broke me. Jailed me and made me swear never to trust again.

But it didn’t stop the want.

Nothing could now.

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The next morning, I was a wreck.

Pink had already gone to school with Leo, leaving me alone in the kitchen. My hands shook as I cracked eggs into the pan. How was I supposed to face Darcy now?

What if he knew I’d been awake? What if he thought I’d done it on purpose? What if he was angry… or worse, disgusted?

Would he fire me from work?

The thought alone made me scared.

Then I heard his voice coming down the stairs, he was on call with someone.

When the call ended, he tried to head out but with courage, I called out, “Darcy? Breakfast is ready, Let’s eat together. Please.”

There was a pause. Then: “Okay.”

At least I felt relieved.

Then I kept two plates that contained eggs, toast, fruit in each plate then a cup of coffee for both.

He was dressed for work, his suit sharp but his eyes tired.

“You look exhausted, Darcy. Didn’t you sleep?” I asked.

"Just busy with work."

My heart started racing again.

After that first question we sat opposite each other, in silence.

I cut my eggs piece by piece but didn't eat. I could feel his eyes on me, but each time my eyes locked on his,he looked away, faking to be eating.

So he was not comfortable around me. Maybe he regrets the kiss last night.

“Darcy,” I said, trying to bring up a conversation, “how’s work?”

He looked relieved at the normal question. “Busy. We’re finalizing a major deal with a tech company in Japan. It’s taken months.”

“Wow,” I said, smiling a little. “That’s huge.”

“It is. But it’s not done yet. Things could still go wrong.”

“I'm here,if you need help,” I said without thinking. “I mean, I know my main job is with Pink, but—”

He interrupted quietly, “You should take care of me too.”

I froze. “What?”

He blinked twice, noticing he crossed the line with what he’d said. Color rose to his cheeks. “Forget it. I’m running late. We’ll talk later.”

He stood quickly and grabbed his coffee.

“Wait,” I said. “This evening… Do we have plans?”

“Yes,” he replied. “ It's just shopping, nothing much."

"Shopping for what?"I asked.

"You and Pink need to shop for the charity gala this weekend. My mother’s hosting the party. So you’ll need something good to wear.”

“Darcy, I can’t...”

“You will,” he said. “Pink needs to be there. Which means you do too.”

“I just… I don’t belong in that kind of place.”

He softened. "With Pink and I, you belong to that kind of place, I'll protect you, Adrian.”

Then he reached for my hand on the table.

His fingers were warm. Steady. His touch, gentle but strong.

“You’ll be safe,” he said. “I promise.”

My heart stuttered. “Okay."

“I have to go." He said removing his hand from mine.

“Have a nice day,” I said.

I stayed at the table, looking at my hand where he touched.

“Stop it,” I said. “He’s just being kind. Nothing much, so don’t overthink.”

But my heart didn’t listen.

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The rest of the morning passed quietly. I did some washing for Pink while the other maid cleaned the kitchen and other house chores. I joined them to do anything that would keep me busy,but each time my mind drifted, I saw Darcy.

I was losing control. The thoughts came in strong. Wild. Image of our naked bodies on each other.

I wanted him. His touch. His mouth. His body, on mine while I moaned his name.

“Stop,” I whispered, “This is wrong. He’s your boss. Pink’s father.”

But my body didn’t care. It only carves for his touch.

I shut the door and sat on the bed, my body warm and restless—aching only when I thought of Darcy.

The thought of what I passed through in Martin’s hands and the prison, should have stopped the desire. It should have reminded me why I built walls in the first place. But it didn’t.

Because Darcy wasn’t Martin.

Darcy is kind to me. He’d trusted me, helped me, given me a second chance. He’d promised to protect me.

He’d kissed me.

Or maybe I’d kissed him.

I sat down on my bed, thinking. I needed a way to calm my urges down. Something to release this energy, this longing. But I couldn’t go to him. I couldn’t cross that line.

Not again.

Not when he’d already shown he regretted it.

One thought came in mind.

I picked up my phone, opened the phone browser and searched for the Best vibrators for beginners.

There were a lot of results. This was insane but I had to do it. This was my first checking up for vibrators. I want to be laid and I can't keep lying to myself.

I scrolled through options. Different sizes, features, prices. My face burned as I read the reviews. I was very curious and desperate, so I kept reading.

Finally, I found a smaller one. It was simple, quiet and waterproof. Discreet.

Perfect.

My finger hovered over “Add to Cart.”

Was I really about to do this?

I thought about Darcy’s hand around mine. His promise to protect me. The warmth of his lips the night before.

And the ache that had lived inside me since that moment.

I pressed the button.

Before I could rethink it, I entered my payment and chose express, two-day discreet delivery.

My phone buzzed with a confirmation email. I closed it instantly, my cheeks hot.

What had I just done?

But even with the embarrassment, a strange sense of relief settled in. Maybe this was the solution. Maybe this would help me keep things professional between Darcy and me

Maybe.

I lay my back on my bed, looking at the ceiling.

Two days. That’s how long until it arrived. Being horny would stop permanently or so I thought.

It wasn’t what I wanted. But it was all I could have.

And maybe it would be enough.