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Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Playing Games
DOMINIC The quietness coupled with the dim lights in the room caused a little frown to form on my forehead. As I closed the front door and scanned the room ahead, I ended the phone conversation I was having with my secretary. “Ruby.” I took slow strides into the living room, and as I moved, the illumination in the room increased. “Anyone around?” I unbuttoned my suit and took it off. “Gr... Miss Sands!” Before I knew what was going on, a smile was on my lips and my mind conjured an image of Miss Sands’ pretty face. But then, I can’t deny the fact that I am more than attracted to that woman. I am a good-looking man, no doubt. I cannot help my irresistibility either. I have had women swoon over me over the years and I learnt to live with the attention that comes with being attractive. But even with the number of women that badly wished for my attention, I found that I was hardly interested. Every woman I met or encountered was almost the same to me. Even if the women were the pre
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Playing Games (2)
DOMINIC My phone’s ringtone triggered me out of my shallow sleep. As my eyes furiously blinked until they were open, I failed to reason why I was sprawled on the couch until I sat up. Grace was yet to back from wherever she headed after walking out with a soul draped in sorrow. I was about to drown in my worries when the device in my hand cried persistently and begged to be attended to. With haste, I adjusted my phone and hoped that she was the one calling. A look at the screen and it turned out that it wasn’t her. But I picked up the call anyway. “Hello?” ‘Mr. Powers?’ “Yes?” I could hear loud music in the background. ‘This is the clubhouse in Hotel Pierre. There is a lady here who is claiming that she knows you.’ Hoping that it wasn’t Regina, I asked, “Who is this lady?” ‘She calls herself Grace. And Rose. Your name has been on her lips for a while, sir. Right now, she is super drunk.’ Relieved that Miss Sands was not in any deep, unwanted trouble, I thanked the guy tha
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Until I make you mine
GRACE ‘Until I make you mine.’ Those words crept into my semi-conscious mind and succeeded in stirring me out of my deep sleep which got me nestled into my bedsheets in the strangest position. I sat up and wondered what the deal was with the words that filled my mind. But I was unable to find an explanation. I was also unable to recollect the things that happened after I got my sad self intoxicated last night. After a quick dart of my eyes across the room, I suddenly remembered that I was not in my house anymore. Once that thought settled, my eyes widened at the idea that it was very likely that my drunk self did something foolish around Mr. Powers. ’Until I make you mine.′ That sentence crept into my mind again. And it seemed that’s the only thing I could remember from the previous night. And the way the masculine whisper filled my head made me question the possibility that something happened between my boss and me. Sharply, I looked down at my body. I was relieved to see tha
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Building Pleasure
GRACE After I ensured that Mr. Powers' gift was in my hands, I took another second to adjust the strap of my dress. I didn't know I would have to elaborately dress up for Mr. Powers' birthday until he breezily mentioned it. Apparently, the man was going all out with his celebration. And the venue was one of the party halls in the hotel and according to Ruby who called me to pay attention to an article about her father's birthday, it was going to be a huge party. Dignitaries will be gracing the event, thus, I can't afford to dress shabbily. Once I breathed and dragged myself out of my thoughts, I reached for the ends of my hair. They were made into nice curls and they sat well on my shoulders. I liked the way my hair felt as I adjusted its ends so I rushed to the bathroom and admired myself in the full mirror. As I smiled at my image and tilted and twirled, my attention fell on my gown. The blueish material had a silky feel to it and it was handpicked by Sam when we went on an i
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Building Pleasure (2)
GRACE My eyes snapped open and I faced Mr. Powers' who had taken his seat beside me, with crossed arms. A bit flushed at the thought that I was just arguing with myself about being horny for him, I shook my head. "I was just talking to myself." I smiled, my head looking straight ahead at the stage the next second. I listened to the MC as he talked. But my focus was soon swiped away when I felt a warm hand on my bare thigh. As the hand slowly trailed my skin, my centre felt a tickle. My mouth became dry as my body reacted to his lingering, warm touch. It was taking every nerve in my system to resist jerking in reaction to what he was doing. Because not only was my centre ticklish, it was at attention and it was craving. And it was all because of his touch. I still couldn't turn to look at Mr. Power. Especially when his masculine scent hit my nose stronger than before. He leaned in very close and his light breath ticked the back of my ear as he exhaled. That simple yet triggerin
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Say my name, Grace
GRACEMy back hurriedly peeled off the wall and eagerness ran through my mind as the doctor and Mr. Powers exited Ruby’s room.They were yet to fill me in on what was going on. Even as they walked out, they ignored me and approached the stairs. Once all that was left of their presence was their scents, I entered Ruby’s room.While sexual desire was devouring my system earlier, Ruby had fallen on her ankle that got hurt. She tried to get up, but couldn’t and the pain became worse.As I stared at Ruby’s peaceful face, I wondered if her heart condition had a connection with her inability to get up. I crouched to push away a strand of hair in her face, and noticed that she did not have her favourite teddy in her arms, so I went to her wardrobe to get it. Once the bear was tucked beside her, I adjusted the blanket.With a soft smile on my lips, I walked out of the room. There was a strong need to find Mr. Powers and get information on what happened to Ruby.As I gently closed Ruby’s door,
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Say my name, Grace (2)
GRACE“You don’t have to ask twice.” Already snapped out of his concerned state, Mr. Powers pushed me against him a bit harder.He turned me around, and soon my back was against the wall facing Ruby’s room, his tall figure hovering over mine as the kiss intensified. My hands tugged harder at his hair as he began to use his tongue to explore my mouth to my delight.“Whoa,” I exclaimed softly when he grabbed my thighs and wrapped me against his waist, my groin so close to his.Second followed seconds and I failed to get enough of his magical lips.When his hands traveled to my exposed thigh, I gasped lightly as the feeling I experienced at the party came rushing to me. With each stroke came a firework that hit my core again and again, causing my sensitive part to throb even harder.It seemed my random mouth noises encouraged the man who left my lips and found my right ear.“Ohhh.” Just a lick and I became liquid. “Mr. Powers. Don’t... Don’t stop.” He kissed that area before licking and
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Making you mine
GRACE Nestled into my sheets, naked underneath, I stared at the ceiling and waited for the feeling of regret to rush in. A minute passed, five minutes, nothing came. I felt no different. Well, that is if you ignore the tingling in my body. For some strange reason, I wanted to feel like I was being a betrayer, but then, I wasn’t. So, no such feeling could make its way into my conscience. Instead, I instantly felt nervous. I had just allowed my gorgeous employer to do things to me. Things that I enjoyed, no doubt. In fact, it seemed like it was all about me last night and I was taken to places I would have never thought I would reach sexually just with the little that happened. But what will happen now? Will anything more happen? If something more happens, what will it mean? That we are intimate? What if he acts like nothing happened? My mind frowned at the last question. More questions rushed in my mind and I sighed deeply. I guess there is only one way to find out. I am goi
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Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. In Love Forever
GRACEWe were all in front of Mr. Powers’ ward and swimming in silence after the doctor informed us that the older man was lucky to have survived the cardiac arrest he suffered.After hearing that, I can only imagine how strong the love he had for her was.But I just hope he is okay at the end of the day. He doesn’t deserve to suffer because a particular person could not make a decision that is befitting a person with sense.A sigh left me and I grabbed Dominic’s hand to continue encouraging him to remain strong."What will happen to the wedding?" Quintin asked.Janet, who already joined us, looked at the clock above us. "It is almost midnight," she stated."We can always reschedule the wedding till Father gets better, " I said since that was the only reasonable thing."Maybe." Janet sighed.After a short silence, Dominic said, "We are getting married tomorrow.""How?"Even others found his statement a bit odd. They carried confusion on their faces."Pops won't be able to attend, Domi
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. That Woman
GRACEA lot of minutes filled with silence passed before I finally said something.While my mind failed to fully imagine the kind of chaos that could be going on in Janet’s mind, I asked, “Does Dominic know?”She shook her head and set the plate aside. "Neither does Pops. And we need to let him know before that woman does something rash. But I am a little scared.” Her breath shuddered, her jaws tightened. “I know this will be harder on Pops and Dominic.”I took steps forward and said, "I'm coming with you.""No.""Come on, Janet. Now is not the time to follow wedding norms. This is an emergency, Janet.”"I just"I cut in. "I can't sit back and talk about makeup and wedding gowns when something this huge is happening."Janet sighed and the next thing I knew, she was holding my hand. With that contact, she led me out of the room while others stared at our backs in slight confusion.As our feet rushed, Janet asked, "How do you think she found out about the wedding? We made sure to keep t
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Tears and Wedding Joy
GRACE“Did you guys plan this on purpose?”“What are you talking about?” I turned to face Tiffany who was heading for the huge closet that came with my suite.“Your wedding is a day before Valentine’s. Did the two of you decide to ditch the official lover’s day?”“I doubt we saw things that way. We just picked a date that seemed fine because we didn’t want to drag things out.”Tiffany smiled. “You two sure are lovebirds.” She dragged out the bag where my wedding gown was resting and I left the dresser and walked to the bed in the middle of the room. “Have you tried your gown since the last time?”"Why? Isn’t it foolish to keep wearing the gown when its moment of service is yet to come?" That question remained on my lips as I grabbed a plate of cake from the food tray that was just delivered to my room.But as I bit in to enjoy the bliss of the pastry, Tiffany gasped and rushed to my side. After snatching the plate to my surprise, she asked, “Why? What do you mean by why? What if you g
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Goodbyes and Night Music
GRACE“So…” It took some strength to stop my eyes from twitching with confusion and slight anger. “All that time, I was speaking with your sister? How did I not notice? How…?”Samantha got up. “How could you have noticed? Sandra always managed to fool our parents. Anyway, I need you to see something. It is the reason I asked us to meet here.”She motioned to a nearby guard and the man led the way until we reached the end of the corridor that branched to our left. My legs felt heavy as we moved, but I pushed myself because I still desired to know the full truth.I also need to find an answer to the part of me that keeps wondering if there’s a chance that the woman with me is Sandra and not Samantha. After all, from what I have heard, Sandra is good at impersonating her sister.At the end of that corridor was a heavily barred room. No doubt, it was a prison and while I tried to figure out who the occupant was, Samantha stepped aside and gave me a full view of the room beyond the bars.T
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Samantha? Or… not Samantha?
GRACEA few hours later, we arrived in Manhattan and I found my way to David’s place. And without wasting time, David drove me to a rarely used state prison yard where I was supposed to meet Samantha… or the person that’s Samantha’s sister.When we arrived at our destination, my eyes carried a certain weary and I became concerned about the next few minutes of that day.“Is she really in there?” I asked David."Yes. Samantha is waiting for you. She is going to explain everything in detail.”“Can’t you just tell me what you know?” My mind could experience a change. I was becoming hesitant and perhaps, I was not ready to face the crazy truth.It seems coming down to Manhattan might be a waste of time."Grace,” David must have sensed me holding back, “you can’t grow cold feet right now. You need to know the truth and you need to know it now.” I darted my sight to him and I was certain that my entire being was screaming silently that I was sacred. “Grace,” his tone softened, “you have come
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Our Little Family
GRACE"Okay, Dominic. I think it is your time to wear our traditional sweater," Janet announced as she whipped out the said sweater."Oh no, no." Dominic's voice boomed across the room and for some reason, he reached for my hand as though I was a very strong bodyguard that would ward off preying hands that would force him to wear the sweater. "I am not putting on that hideous thing.""But someone has to wear it every Christmas," Janet pouted and I wondered why anyone would want to wear something that looked and smelt like a disaster.Yes. It is that hideous.It possessed a terrible shade of red that failed to blend with the bright green that sprawled over the chest of the sweater in the form of a potato. Or… Santa Claus? The shape was hard to read.So, I squinted my eyes to attempt figuring out what the sweater was all about.Then, Janet asked, "Grace, do you want to put it on?"I didn’t think. I didn’t hesitate. My hands waved frantically and my lips rushed out a response. “No. No. N
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. That Heavenly Feeling
DOMINIC“What do you think Father wants to say?”Janet shrugged while her focus remained on the last bit of the cookie in her hand. After a deep swallow and some mouth-twitching noise I chose to ignore, she said, “He might just want to appreciate her. What?” One of her brows jerked with a touch of teasing. “Do you think he will try to convince her to leave you?”“Why would he do that?” My frown was very huge. “He wouldn’t dare.”“Relax. I am just joking. Pops would never do that to both of you. Or any of us.”“I know.” I scoffed. “I was joking as well.”Janet shook her head. “You still suck at making jokes. Some things never change.” I smiled at her words. “Hey, brother?” She looked up at me while noise from the living room hit our ears harder.“What is it?”“I shouldn’t have blabbed about the New York thing. I almost ruined things.” Janet was almost mumbling her words. She still doesn’t work well with portraying her feelings when she is in the wrong. “I am sorry.”“You almost ruined
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Family, Christmas, and David's Call
GRACEChristmas period came within a flash and I discovered that I was especially excited to be going to Dominic’s family house. Perhaps the memories I created in that home were dearer to me than I thought.I wonder if their field of flowers would have a lot of flowers in bloom. I know winter is not so friendly to certain plants. I should take a look anyway. It would be nice to feast my eyes on something beautiful and rare."This place looks peaceful," Ruby commented as she admired every part of the houses we drove past.“Right? Everything is beautiful as well.” Every house and street we drove past carried a touch of celebration decorations and that view made me certain that the whole town would be a great beauty by nighttime.As minutes passed, we became closer to Dominic’s family house and since the route we were taking was quieter, I decided to sit back and enjoy the amazing view.“Daddy, are we going to come here often?” Ruby asked, the joy and enthusiasm in her voice almost conta
Babysitting Mr. Powers' Daughter. Growth, Propositions, New life
GRACE“I can't believe this man,” I muttered under my breath. “Why did he leave these here?” With anger, I picked up the socks Dominic sprawled all over the floor while he was searching for his special socks.It has been many months since we moved and I still don't understand his infatuation with those socks. I won’t deny the beauty of the black and red material, but the fact he only wears them to huge business partnership meetings makes me dislike his love for the socks. If the socks were that special, he would wear them to our dates as well.But no. He would rather turn the house upside down because of those socks, leaving me to take care of his mess.With a gradually dissolving anger, I approached the drawer where Dominic just disarranged and dumped all the socks without care. He can sort out his mess when he gets back.I turned from the dresser and the image of Dominic comically rushing out of the house to escape my nagging tugged in my mind, causing me to erupt peals of laughter.
