Babysitting My Professor’s Son のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

LiviaAs far as I know, he has never shared a single detail about himself before now. Not his personal life, not his family, not even Ace’s mother, whose face I couldn't even picture.Yet here he was, opening up about his grandmother. I stood completely still, unsure of how to react. This version of Professor Sterling: soft-spoken, open, and vulnerable, was a side I never knew existed. It frightened me a little, but deeper down, a sudden feeling of excitement rose in my body."I'm... sorry," I whispered, looking up to meet his eyes again."You shouldn't be, Livia," he replied quietly, turning his face toward the garden. "She passed away a long time ago.""I think I understand how it feels," I mumbled, my voice barely above a whisper as I looked down at the silver sandals on my feet. "Losing someone who means the world to you..."Before he could answer, a tiny flash of motion caught my eye. I turned my head just as Ace came sprinting toward us. His face lit up with a wide, innocent gr

LiviaMy breathing grew fast and rough making my fingers clutch the bedsheets beneath me into a hard balled fist. I bit my bottom lip, my pulse running a marathon as I watched him trail soft, scorching kisses down my stomach.He never broke eye contact with me for a moment. Slowly, his long fingers hooked on the waistband of my skirt, sliding it down my legs until I was left shivering in just my matching black bra and lace panties.His grey eyes drank me in, filled with an intense awe that made my skin tingle. Without uttering a word, his thumbs slipped beneath the thin straps at my hips, gently peeling the light material away.I gasped and swallowed hard, trying so hard to calm my drumming heart. His face held an expression I have never seen on him before; a mix of warmth and unfiltered desire.As if sensing the anxiety building in me, he rested his palms on my thighs, while his broad hands began rubbing my skin in smooth, soothing circles. Slowly, his head dipped lower, trailing a

Ronan“Why haven’t you said so all this time?”Aileen’s loud voice boomed on my phone. I winced slightly, adjusting the phone on my ear while my eyes tried to stay focused on the endless lines of project documentation on my laptop screen.“It wasn't necessary,” I replied flatly.“Sure it is!” she shot back, her enthusiasm practically radiating through the line.“When Dad mentioned you had a son, I honestly thought it was just another one of his terrible old jokes. How old is he now, anyway?”“He just turned four.”Dammit.“Wait... he had a birthday? Why on earth didn't you tell me, Ronan?”I relaxed my head back on the high-backed chair, letting out a slow breath as I slid my glasses off my nose and set them on the table.“It is not an event I feel the need to throw grand celebrations for.”She let out a loud scoff, “This is your son, Ronan! You can't just treat his fourth birthday like some dull, ninety-year-old formal dinner party! A four-year-old needs to run wild at amusement parks

Livia.The cold night air nipped at my skin, but inside the circle of his arms, I felt none of it. Everything felt warm. I could feel and hear the hard thumping of his heart on my chest.He pulled me closer, his hold tightening around my waist. It wasn't tight enough to hurt, just firm enough to show me how desperately he was holding on.When we finally began to untangle ourselves, he didn't step completely away. His large palms lingered firmly on my upper arms, sliding down just an inch as our eyes locked. The pale, ghost-like terror that had consumed his eyes moments ago was gone.“Thank you,” he murmured, “I… needed that.”I gave him a faint smile, relieved to see that my small clumsy effort somehow brought him back to his usual self “I understand how it feels. Watching someone you love… be almost at the brink of death”It felt like my heart was being squeezed, and I looked away before the sting in my eyes could turn into tears.“Tell me about the person you lost,” he said softly

LiviaA large, warm hand rubbed my palm gently, shaking it just a little to wake me.“Hey, Livia.”A deep voice whispered through the quiet room, and I slowly opened my eyes. Professor Sterling was crouched down low right beside me, holding both of my hands in his.“Good morning to you, too,” he greeted.“Good morning, Si—” I blinked, the bright sunlight hitting my eyes as I jolted upright on the couch. “Wait, it’s morning? I didn’t know... I didn’t mean to...”“Is there a problem?”“No... it’s not that. I just came over here to take a quick nap. I had no idea I was going to sleep through the entire night!”“You were exhausted and needed the rest, Livia. I should be the one apologizing to you for letting you stay here well past your usual hours,” he stated frankly.“No, really, it’s fine,” I murmured, lowering my head. “Besides, even if I had gone home, I doubt I would have been able to sleep knowing Ace hasn’t woken up yet.”“Well, technically, you did sleep,” he pointed out with a h