Semua Bab My Unrequited Love For My Guardian : Bab 21 - Bab 30

“Come on, Harper, this guy is really cute and he asked about you too,” Jess insisted, putting her book down and placing a bookmark between the pages.I rolled my eyes as I laced up my shoes, preparing for work. Yesterday, my first day – hadn't gone as planned. Atlas's unexpected presence had unsettled me, especially when Dr. Lawson saw us standing too close for comfort. Though he didn’t question me about it all day, his displeasure was evident. I knew he didn’t buy my “Atlas is family” excuse. I wouldn't have if I were in his shoes. I was worried it would affect my position, but fortunately, it didn’t. After meeting Dr. Hill, Atlas was gone, taking the unwanted stress and tension with him. Dr. Lawson and I dove into the details of my work, and the morning’s incident was forgotten. Today was the second day, and I was eager to get to the real work. Yet, Jess was keen on setting me up on a blind date, dampening my mood.“Jess, I told you, I don’t want to date anyone right now,” I said, ex

I couldn’t shake off the memories of what happened between Atlas and me in the washroom. It has gotten to the point where I can’t visit public or office washrooms without recalling the incident. What happened between us was wrong and so embarrassing. I was truly ashamed of myself.It has been a week since I last saw Atlas, and I'm glad for the distance. But even in his absence, the memories occupied my mind, causing my work to suffer. Dr. Lawson noticed and called me out, saying, “Miss Miller, if you’d rather be somewhere else than be here, maybe you should just leave.” I apologized and tried to focus on taking notes during therapy sessions with different juvenile convicts. I was so mad at Atlas. I couldn’t concentrate on anything at work, and this incredible opportunity was slipping through my fingers because of him.The week was finally over, and the weekend was on the horizon. Jess had started her internship, so she was busy during the week as well. It was Friday night, and I was b

It was a weird and dangerous game we were playing. I still didn’t know how Atlas truly felt about me. Did he like me? Did he love me the way I loved him? Or was it all just physical for him? All I knew was that whatever he felt for me had been simmering for a while. I wanted to ask him, but I didn’t want to ruin what we had. I knew I was on the path to getting hurt again, but I loved his attention. It was exactly what I always craved, and now that I had it, I didn’t want it to end. I wasn’t going to tell Jess either because I knew she would never approve of my choices, and rightfully so. I was being incredibly dumb and naïve. I wasn’t thinking with my brain. I was letting my heart lead me to my doom.“How horrible is it to ask you to come back home?” Atlas asked softly. I was sitting on the couch in his office with my feet up while he leaned against the very desk he had bent me over, his arms folded across his chest. Our little session had ended a few minutes ago, but my ass was still

For the next five minutes, I remained frozen. I couldn't bring myself to speak or excuse myself. When I glanced at Atlas, his calm gaze met my panicked eyes. I gulped, feeling both anxious and thrilled. This was something I'd never done before—something so controversial. Fear and intrigue mingled within me. I wanted to know what would happen if I excused myself to the washroom, so I finally gathered the courage.Clearing my throat, I gained everyone's attention. Offering a small smile to Aunt Rosa, I stated, "Please excuse me. I’ll be back in a minute. You all carry on." As I stood, the chair scraped against the floor, making me wince. I straightened my dress and, with a quick glance at Atlas, aimed for the washroom. Unsure of which washroom to go to, I decided to head to my old room.Each step felt like a journey as I made my way down the hall, my heart pounding in anticipation. What would Atlas do next? The thrill of the unknown sent shivers down my spine, making my steps both hesit

He didn’t need to guide me. I knew exactly what to do. While he remained standing, steady and composed, I could feel my legs trembling with the overwhelming pull of desire. The weight of it was too much, and I made my way to the bed, the cool sheets beneath me a stark contrast to the heat building inside.I waited, expecting him to join me, to close the distance between us, but he didn’t move. He stood there for a few long, torturous seconds, his eyes narrowing as he watched me. I could see the thoughts swirling in his mind, hidden behind a carefully controlled expression. He was a master at masking his emotions, but there was one thing he couldn’t hide—lust. It blazed in his eyes, a raw, primal hunger that made my heart race.I was certain he would climb into bed with me, that he would let go of the restraint I could see him struggling to maintain. But instead, he surprised me. He dragged the armchair from the corner of the room, pulling it closer to the bed. He sat down, his gaze ne