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The butler, an elderly woman with neatly tied silver hair and a warm yet professional demeanor, stepped forward with a small bow. “Señorita Anya, let me show you to your room,” she said in a soft, accented voice.Penelope noted her presence immediately. The woman carried herself with elegance and grace, her every movement precise.“Hola! What’s your name?” Anya asked cheerfully, her voice still laced with sleepiness from the long trip.The woman’s lips curved into a gentle smile. “My name is Isabella,” she replied. “You may call me Bella if you like, niña.”Anya giggled. “I like Bella! You have a pretty name.”“Gracias, niña. Now, let’s get you settled in.”Isabella opened a grand double door, revealing a breathtaking room filled with soft pink and gold accents. The canopy bed, draped in sheer fabric with tiny lights twinkling like stars, sat at the center. A soft, fluffy carpet stretched beneath their feet, and a large dollhouse stood near the window.Anya’s eyes widened in awe.
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Penelope’s breath hitched, her pulse racing. “I—” Her voice cracked slightly.The question felt like it came out of nowhere, sharp and probing.Penelope fought to steady herself. “No,” she answered, her voice firmer than she felt. “I’m just his employee. There’s nothing between us.”Mrs. Giovanni stopped walking and turned slowly to face her, folding her arms across her chest. Her eyes—so piercing, so much like Brayden’s—searched Penelope’s face.“Really?” she asked, her voice almost teasing but with a sharp edge beneath.Penelope felt a bead of sweat trail down her spine. She met the woman’s gaze and nodded. “Really,” she repeated, forcing confidence into her tone. “He is my boss. That’s all.”A slow, knowing smile tugged at Mrs. Giovanni’s lips. “Hmm,” she mused softly, her eyes flickering with something Penelope couldn’t quite place. Amusement? Or curiosity?A Warning—or a Welcome?They resumed walking, and the tension softened slightly.Mrs. Giovanni spoke again, this time wi
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The next morning, a soft knock echoed through Brayden’s room. He ran a towel through his damp hair, his bare chest still glistening from his shower. “Come in,” he called, reaching for his watch on the dresser.The door creaked open, and Mrs. Giovanni stepped in, a bright smile plastered across her face. Her eyes twinkled with warmth, and her posture was relaxed, yet something playful lingered beneath her gaze.“Good morning, son,” she greeted, her voice airy and cheerful.Brayden, fastening the buttons of his crisp white shirt, raised a brow at her unusual buoyancy. “Morning, Mom. You’re in a good mood. Is everything alright?”Mrs. Giovanni’s smile widened, her arms crossing as she leaned lightly against the doorframe. “Everything is perfect. Just wanted to check on my handsome son. How was your sleep?”Brayden narrowed his eyes slightly, his lips curling into a knowing smirk. “It was fine,” he said slowly, his tone cautious. “You’re never this cheerful without a reason. What’s
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Penelope stirred awake to the soft brush of sunlight filtering through the large windows, casting a golden glow across the lavish room. The unfamiliar elegance of the space reminded her of exactly where she was—the Giovanni estate in Spain. She lay still for a moment, letting the reality settle in before pushing herself up with a soft sigh.After a quick stretch, she slipped out of bed and padded toward the bathroom, freshening up with a cool splash of water on her face. The reflection that stared back at her in the grand mirror showed slight weariness, but her eyes still held their usual spark. She brushed her curls quickly and tied them up into a loose bun before stepping out.Her mind went immediately to Anya. Time to wake the little princess.Penelope walked down the hall and stopped in front of Anya’s room. She gave a gentle knock. Tap-tap.“Anya?” she called softly.Hearing no response, she eased the door open and peeped inside. The sight brought a warm smile to her lips.
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As they began their meal, the room settled into a peaceful rhythm, filled with the soft clinking of silverware and light conversation.Then, Mrs. Giovanni’s voice broke the calm. “So, Penelope,” she began curiously, “how are you enjoying your stay so far?”Penelope paused, wiping her lips with her napkin before answering with a polite smile. “It’s been lovely, Mrs. Giovanni. Your home is beautiful, and the hospitality has been more than generous.”Mrs. Giovanni’s eyes crinkled with genuine warmth. “I’m so glad to hear that. And please,” she added with a soft chuckle, “ there’s no need for formality. You’ve become dear to Anya, and that makes you dear to us.”Penelope’s cheeks warmed slightly. “Thank you. I appreciate your kindness.”With that settled, the conversation tapered off, and they returned to their meal. Yet, Penelope couldn’t shake the feeling of eyes on her.She glanced up, and sure enough—Brayden.Every so often, his gaze flicked toward her, only for him to casually
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The massive iron gates ahead groaned and slid open with a mechanical hum, and as they parted, the men in black suits stationed around the compound dipped their heads in unison, a synchronized bow of respect. The SUV gilded forward, the gravel crunching softly beneath the wheels before they rolled onto the smooth asphalt road.The gates closed behind them with a resounding clank, sealing them away from the sanctuary of the estate.The ride was cloaked in thick silence, broken only by the soft hum of the engine and the faint whisper of wind against the windows. Penelope sat stiffly, her arms crossed as her gaze flicked from the road ahead to the man beside her. She hated how composed he looked—one hand on the wheel, his eyes steady on the road, his jaw set in that familiar, unreadable line.Her mind raced. He hadn’t told her a thing—no destination, no reason, just get in.Her eyes narrowed slightly. She had played this silent game long enough.Finally, she broke the quiet, her voice
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Her lips trembled slightly. “You…” She swallowed. “You’re not going to leave me here, are you?”Brayden’s brows pulled together, and a flicker of something—offense?—crossed his face. “No,” he said firmly. “I’d never do that.”Penelope felt her chest tightening, her pulse roaring in her ears. She searched his face, his expression—so calm, so steady. No lies. No malice.Her lips parted again, and after a shaky breath, she gave the smallest nod.“I…” She hesitated, then her voice steadied. “I trust you.”A flicker of something unreadable—relief?—passed through his eyes, but he only straightened and stepped back, offering his hand toward her.“Then come with me,” he said quietly.Penelope’s fingers hovered in the air, uncertain, before they slowly found his. His large, warm hand closed around hers, firm but careful.As their fingers touched, something strange pulsed through her chest—something she didn’t have time to understand.The path was barely visible, the ground soft with moss an
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The afternoon sun beamed down on the Giovanni mansion.Inez, having finished tidying up the entire mansion, stepped outside, her sharp eyes scanning the area. She spotted Darla near the fountain, deep in conversation with another bodyguard.“Darla,” Inez called firmly, her voice steady but demanding attention.Darla turned immediately, her eyes softening with respect. “Yes, Inez?”“I’m heading in for a nap,” Inez stated, her tone clear. “I don’t want any disturbance. Make sure no one knocks or calls me.”Darla gave a firm nod, understanding how highly Brayden regarded Inez. “Understood. I’ll make sure you aren’t disturbed.”Inez’s lips curled slightly in approval. “Good.” Without another word, she turned and strode back into the mansion.The moment she entered her room, Inez locked the door, twisting the key with a sharp click. She paused for a second, listening—no footsteps, no voices. Satisfied, she rushed to her wardrobe, her heart pounding with an excitement she hadn’t felt in
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The room was suffocatingly dim, the only source of light coming from the flickering candles placed at the center of the worn wooden table. Shadows danced along the cracked walls, making the two cloaked figures sitting across from each other appear even more ominous.They had been waiting for the arrival of their third partner.The silence was thick, tense. Neither of them spoke, but the rhythmic tapping of one’s fingers against the wooden surface echoed softly in the space.Then, the heavy metal door groaned open, indicating someone was coming in.A figure stepped inside, dressed in a crisp black suit. Unlike the cloaked men, he wore no hood to conceal his identity, but his features remained shadowed in the dim lighting.His polished shoes barely made a sound as he strode forward, his movements exuding quiet confidence. He reached into his coat and pulled out a sleek tablet, placing it in front of them before sliding it across the table.One of
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Brayden’s piercing gray eyes swept over the group standing before him, his expression dark and unreadable. The tension in the air was suffocating, pressing down on everyone like an invisible weight. His fingers tapped against the side of his expensive watch as he exhaled sharply. “What happened?” His voice was quiet, but the dangerous edge beneath it sent a chill down Penelope’s spine. Darla stepped forward immediately, her posture straight and composed. “Don Giovanni, it was reckless on Penelope’s part,” she said smoothly, her tone carrying just the right amount of concern and authority. “She insisted that we step back and let Anya play freely, despite my objections. I warned her that it wasn’t safe, but she refused to listen. That’s how we lost sight of Anya.” Penelope’s eyes widened in shock. “That’s not true!” she blurted out, stepping forward. “I never ignored any warnings. I only—” Brayden lifted a hand, cutting her
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Penelope sighed as she pulled the soft blanket over Anya’s small body, brushing a few strands of hair away from her peaceful face. The little girl had dozed off mid-sentence, exhausted from the morning’s activities. Penelope smiled faintly, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to her forehead before straightening up.She walked quietly out of the room, careful not to wake her, and stepped into the hallway where Darla stood, already waiting.“She’s ready for school,” Penelope said softly.Darla gave a curt nod and opened the door wider. Anya stirred, blinking sleepily as she saw the bodyguard. “Darla…” she mumbled, rubbing her eyes.“It’s time to go, princess,” Darla said, her tone softer than usual.Anya yawned and stretched her little arms before slipping off the bed. Penelope helped her into her coat and adjusted the straps of her pink backpack.“I’ll see you when you get back, okay?” Penelope said, crouching to Anya’s level.Anya nodded before wrap
