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CHAPTER 111

She nods her head, resignation etching itself into her face. “Made them up.”“You've never been a full-time governess or nanny in your life, have you?”"You once used the phrase 'for our own“Did you even, at least, grow up giving back volunteering at a museum work shop or gallery, as you said?”So, I get another result in the negative."Do you have first aid training?"Her face lights up, and she sticks her finger in the air, proud as I have never seen her before. “Yes, I do! That’s actually the truth. It’s what I used for working with heavy frames and chemicals.”"I roll my eyes." }“Do you even like children, Zeo?”She gazes downward, taking in her own feet, which she is using to kick the rug she is standing on. “I don't. not like kids. I don't have a lot of experience with them. But, I have become very fond of Linda.”I sense a migraine developing behind my eyes. I rub my temples as I begin to pace before Zeo."Why? Why would you go to such lengths to carry out a deception in ord

CHAPTER 112

Zeo is not mine, and I don't have a right to a single thing from her. But I am not a liar, no matter how hard I want to be in that moment. The knowledge that she manipulated her way into my life in order to get closer to the Lamington Collection merely hurts, a lot.I don’t feel the need to analyze these feelings. I am not particularly comfortable with where these feelings may take me. Therefore, I have put these feelings inside a small box and pushed them into a corner of my mind.Then I find some busywork to distract me, examining page proofs of The Daily Clarion.Hopefully, with time, I should be able to overcome all of this.(ZEO DELGADOIn light of how cold Mr. Lamington has been to me for the past month, I sometimes need to look at my fingers and toes to make sure that I am not suffering from frostbite.He has barely communicated with me lately, and when he does, it is always derogatory concerning something that I am doing wrongly in taking care of Linda or in my interpretation

CHAPTER 113

"What's wrong, Zeo?" he asks, his voice strained.I hastily wipe my eyes with the back of my hand and make a feeble attempt at a cheerful smile. “Oh, nothing, Mr. Lamington. I’m fine, thank you. Just having a wee moment.”"Obviously, you're not fine," he shuts down his engine and gets out of his sleek car, approaching me on foot. "What's going on, exactly?" I look at him, trying to prepare what I want to say, but my mind is a mess, a noisy storm that I don't even begin to understand. "Why are you here, Ryan?" I“Ummm… I’ve been kicked out of my apartment by my landlord, and I don’t know where I’m going to go. It’s been an hour.”I don’t have to say a thing before he gets into high gear. He clicks a button on his key, and his trunk swings open. He hauls two of my suitcases, one in each hand, toward his car.“What are you doing?” I ask, scrambling up from my seat on the suitcase."Well, I am not going to leave my daughter's governess crying on a dirty street in Brixton. I am taking

CHAPTER 114

Afraid of what might happen with me, I all but turned and ran from the room, the glass of water I had sought so quickly forgotten.It's crossed my mind a couple of times to go out and find someone to vent my sexual frustrations on—a board member, perhaps, or a journalist who’s looking for a favor. I don’t mean to sound vain here, but the truth is, I’ve never had any issues in that area. On one hand, for some reason, I don't want anyone but Zeo. No one's going to be able to scratch that itch, the itch of control challenged. Additionally, it’s strange, but I feel like, if I slept with anyone else, I'd be cheating on her.CRAZYWe aren’t even seeing each other. We don’t even acknowledge our attraction with a verbal acknowledgment, and I feel a sense of loyalty with this woman?Somewhere down the line, I am going to have to take the plunge and find myself laid by another. This is because, I fear that unless this fixation is cured, I might end up attacking Zeo.Even though I don't believe

CHAPTER 115

(RAFAEL LAMINGTON'S POV)I can feel it-my resolution breaking. The severe rigidity that I pride myself on, the control that regulates my media empire and my personal life, shatters under the dual pressure of her fiery spirit and the physical craving she ignites.It is as if, in that instant, my body went on auto-pilot, responding only to the primal command of possession.Before I realize what's happening, I'm on her. My hands hold onto her soft, paint-stained hair as I crush my lips down onto hers, forcing a reaction.Her hands shoot up, winding around my neck automatically, and she kisses me back just as ardently, her small body arching against mine. It's not a kiss of tenderness; it's a collision of opposing forces—my control against her chaos.I am lost in Zeo-the faint scent of turpentine and apple shampoo rising off her skin, the soft, downy feel of her skin beneath my hands, the tiny, surprised noises she's making in the back of her throat. If I weren't already in ecstasy from t

CHAPTER 116

It feels almost as bad as having to traverse the emotional unease that exists between Rafael and me, having to spend two extra days with my family-suffocating under their disapproval.Almost.I hate to admit it, but I'm kind of prideful. I want my parents to think I'm successful, or at least financially solvent, and not completely ruined by the conservation scandal. So every year, I make sure to save up enough so that just before I head back home, I can buy a couple of sophisticated, designer outfits to wear when I go. Thrifted, of course, from high-end consignment shops in Islington, but good enough to pass the scrutiny of my mother's knowing, critical eye.I pull up to my parents' Kensington mansion-a white stone structure that isn't unlike Rafael's in its imposing formality-in a cab I really can't afford to keep waiting. The thing is, I have to admit I look good; Versace blouse-safely fastened-Armani jeans, Jimmy Choos. The problem is just that I don't look like myself-the messy, p

CHAPTER 117

(RAFAEL LAMINGTON'S P.O.V.)Rafael Lamington was chagrined to admit that when he'd woken to find Zeo's note, he'd panicked a little. She'd slipped the thing under his office door then vanished. He was convinced she quit in the middle of the night and ran, destitution preferable to the atmosphere he created. He felt so relieved to find out she'd merely gone home to the Delgado Residence for the holiday a little early. He actually heaved a sigh of relief when he got all the facts from Esther.He wanted to talk with her, but he knew she'd made the best decision for herself. They both needed space from each other. They needed time to think and to let the emotional debris of that media room confrontation settle. So when they did finally talk, they could work through everything with their wits about them, not ruled by instinct.Knowing this hadn't stopped him from missing Zeo. She had been here for the shortest of times, but she had woven herself into the fine, structured fabric of the Lami

CHAPTER 118

She was alarmingly starting to make sense, cutting through his rationalizations like a hot knife. “Please stop, because my willpower—the one thing that keeps Lamington Global Media solvent—is already hanging by a thread. If I let myself go, I don’t think I’ll be able to pull back like I did last time.”She strode up to him-the challenge on her face unmistakable, the heels making her almost meet his gaze-"Let go, Rafael. Unravel me."Self-control, gone. The dam burst.The next thing he knew, he was on her. He kissed Zeo like he'd never kissed anyone before, the accumulated tension of the past weeks released in one desperate, consuming gesture. It was almost as if he needed her to survive; like she controlled his next breath, his next editorial decision.His hands went to her waist and pulled her body most violently against his. Her hands went to his back, where she was clawing at the material of his fine wool shirt as he ground against her.His arousal was painfully hard. If he got any

CHAPTER 119

ZEO DELGADO'S POVWhat a difference two days could make. It wasn't long ago Zeo would've sold her left kidney for a legitimate, justifiable reason to avoid Rafael. Now she'd spent quite some time trying to figure out a way she could crawl up inside him and live there forever, like a perfect layer of stabilizing varnish on a brittle old masterwork.Technically, it wasn't intercourse the other night, but all the same, it was profoundly intimate-a deep, physical acknowledgment of her body and of her personhood.He had to go on a business trip to Manchester the very next morning to face an emergency board meeting. He'd been away for two days, and she missed him so much. All she seemed to think about was the imposing structure of the man, the sharp angles of his intellect, and the surprising softness of his touch.Being a virgin did not make her thick about life and observation. She had gone on dates rather frequently and had even had one or two brief boyfriends back in the day, but none o

CHAPTER 120

Of all she had just said, it was the last bit that really stuck. It was one thing for this to turn out horribly for either Rafael or herself-they were adults. But if it affected Linda, the quiet, artistic child who was finally starting to draw again, Zeo knew she would never forgive herself. Whatever happened, she had to make sure that Linda was fine.She was truly terrified of only that one thing.(RAFAEL LAMINGTON'S POV)Intimacy really did a mind good.Rafael and Zeo hadn't technically had intercourse, but at this point, they'd done everything but. He was still not comfortable taking that final step with her. Truthfully, he was a little scared and a little nervous about that responsibility. This was serious. He wanted it to be profound for her. Also, he was very conscious of the fact that she may imprint on him like a fledgling duckling when all was said and done, given the age and power gap. That's usually how that went, and the thought was a terrifying complication. He hated that

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