A high-pitched shriek echoed through the phone as Lyra exclaimed, "What?!"
I removed the phone from my ear to drown out her shrieking voice from deafening me.
"Imagine, stumbling upon this gorgeous estate that's straight out of a storybook, got assigned this absolutely beautiful room - it's like a dream. But wait, here comes the real kicker - the person I'm taking care of is none other than Mr. Lockwood, a freaking handsome billionaire!"
Upon doing some further research Adrian Lockwood was a self-made Billionaire Bachelor worth a hundred billion dollar who had managed to create a whole hotel chain by himself. It was astonishing that I had managed to gotten this job! Turns out the Lockwood empire is huge.
Hesitating for a moment, I but then decided to spill the more unexpected part of my day to Lyra.
"You won't believe what happened earlier. I was helping Mr. Lockwood get up from the bed, and I... well, I kind of stumbled and ended up falling on him. It was so embarrassing! And then, he asked for help getting his clothes off for a shower. I mean, it's part of the job, but it was just a bit unexpected, you know?" I shared, my voice carrying a mix of amusement and mild discomfort.
Lyra's excitement resonated through the phone, and in the midst of her enthusiasm, she blurted out, "Stella, this sounds steamy! Are there any more job openings there? I'd love to work in the kitchen or maybe even try my hand at gardening. Imagine us both getting our gardens plucked!"
"Lyra!" I hissed.
After inquiring about additional job openings, I regretfully informed Lyra, "I checked, but unfortunately, there aren't any more positions available right now. It's a bit of a one-woman show at the moment. But hey, you never know what the future holds, right?"
I chuckled on my end, knowing I had successfully dropped a bombshell. "I know, right? It's wild. I feel like I've stepped into some kind of movie plot. The whole place is amazing, and Mr. Lockwood... well, let's just say he's not your typical care recipient."
I chatted on the line for a few with Lyra before going to see more of the mansion. Upon doing so I stumbled upon a room and found Mr. Lockwood with his physical trainer I guess trying to workout and get back to his previous self of being independent and getting his unresponsive half to work.
As I discreetly observed Mr. Lockwood undergoing training to regain mobility, a voice from behind startled me. Turning around, I was met with the gaze of another handsome man. He bore a striking resemblance to Mr. Lockwood but seemed notably younger.
This must be...
The younger man's voice carried a mix of curiosity and concern as he asked, "Who are you, and why are you peeking at my brother from behind the gym door?"
Blushing deeply, I felt a surge of embarrassment and quickly stammered out, "I-I'm Stella, the caretaker for Mr. Lockwood. I wasn't peeking; I was just checking on Mr. Lockwood during his training. Sorry if it seemed otherwise." The unexpected encounter left me flustered, realizing I had unintentionally intruded on a private moment between siblings.
As I introduced myself, the younger sibling's expression shifted, and he nodded as if recognizing me. "Ah, Stella," he said with a welcoming smile. "I'm Sebastian Lockwood, Adrian's younger brother. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Sebastian, in a seemingly friendly gesture, pulled me into a hug. His arms wrapped around me, and I could not help but notice the warmth and the surprisingly comfortable feeling of being held.
However, as the hug extended, I became aware of his hand hanging dangerously close over my bum.
Inwardly, I couldn't deny that his arms felt surprisingly good, but the lingering touch left me with a mix of comfort and a subtle awareness of the closeness between us. As we parted, I couldn't shake the unexpected sensation that lingered from the embrace with Adrian's younger brother.
Just then, a blonde-looking model with blue eyes arrived with a smile on her face. However, her expression almost faltered upon seeing me. She turned to Sebastian, questioning, "Who is this?"
Sebastian, seemingly unfazed, introduced us, "Stella, this is my friend, Gabriella. Gabriella, meet Stella, Adrian's caretaker."
The slight shift in Gabriella's expression didn't go unnoticed, leaving me curious about the dynamics at play between them and how my presence had subtly altered the atmosphere.
Gabriella extended her hand with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "I'm Gabriella, Adrian is my boyfriend."
Gabriella quickly pulled her hand away, I offered a small smile and a nod. She excused herself to call out to Adrian. A slight twinge of jealousy crossed my thoughts, wondering if Gabriella was Mr. Lockwood's type, then I didn't stand a chance.
Sebastian, breaking the moment, spoke, "Don't mind her. She can be over the top sometimes." I nodded in understanding, appreciating the reassurance from Adrian's younger brother.
Sebastian excused himself, expressing the desire to meet his brother, and I nodded in acknowledgment. Deciding to give them some privacy, I left to get something to eat.
However upon grabbing something to eat from the kitchen I decided to head back to my room and it eat there when I passed a guestroom door minutes later, my eyes widened at the sight of Sebastian and Gabriella sharing a kiss momentarily before they closed the door.
The shock left me stunned, and a fleeting thought of whether I should tell Adrian crossed my mind.
I mean how could Sebastian do this to his own brother? And that Gabriella was sleeping with both brothers? How messed up is that!
However, recognizing it as a family matter, I decided against meddling and continued on my way, leaving the unexpected scene to the Lockwood siblings.
I made sure to run a bath for Adrian, a twinge of discomfort settled in my chest. My thoughts was of Gabriella's lovey-dovey interactions with a very uninterested Adrian, and the sight left me feeling a bit upset.I could not shake the knowledge that Gabriella had been secretly involved with Adrian's younger brother, Sebastian and here she was being damn lovey-dovey with Adrian, it was sickening.The water's gentle flow seemed to underscore the complexities of the relationships within the Lockwood family.Spotting Gretchen cleaning the room, I assumed a more authoritative tone. "Gretchen, you can take Mr. Lockwood's plate. I'll pick up where you left off with the cleaning."Turning my attention to the scene within t
Caught in a fleeting moment, I tried to regain composure, my gaze momentarily fixated on the sight before me. It was the first time since taking this job days ago I had seen his cock.The silence in the room seemed to intensify. I should've looked away! But how could I when this man is blessed with a thing most girls desire.Immediately getting up, I found myself offering a quick and sheepish apology to Mr. Lockwood. "I-I'm sorry," I stammered, my face undoubtedly flushed with embarrassment. The encounter had left me momentarily flustered.Staring deeply into my eyes, Mr. Lockwood advanced towards me. My heart raced, a mix of nervousness and uncertainty flooding my senses. He caged me in with his hands, and my eyes widened, wondering what Adrian was doing.
Adrian's Pov I reflected on the events leading up to Stella being hired as my caretaker. Her reserved and quiet demeanor stood out prominently in my memory. There was an understated quality about her that immediately caught my attention. Her calm and collected presence seemed like a welcome contrast. From the moment she entered my professional sphere, it was evident that Stella brought a unique energy, one that resonated with a sense of quiet competence. Looking back at the time leading up to Stella becoming my caretaker, it struck me how seamlessly she fit into my plans—a subtle scheme to uncover hidden truths. What I hadn't anticipated was the way she effortlessly drew me in, not just through her reserved nature, but with a surprising display of confidence and authority. Stella became an unexpected enigma, her blushes, moments of shyness, and my playful teasing, weren't part of my calculated plan. Yet, the
Third party povSunlight was pouring into Stella's room as she woke up the next morning. She rolled off the bed and stood up on the floor. As she stepped underneath the shower, the water was delightfully warm against her skin. She dunked her head under the spray. Warm water always felt so good to her.Standing naked and alone in the shower, her mind started to wander to the events of the previous day. Mr. Lockwood's cock in her face, long and hard turning her on completely.As these thoughts filled her mind, she realized how incredibly horny she was again. Stella's left hand reached up, almost involuntarily, to her breast, sliding across her hardening nipples as she replayed the previous day in her mind.Her right hand slipped between her legs and began rubbing her clit, which was already aching for attention. Attention from Adrian's dick in particular, she knew it was wrong lusting off her boss but she couldn't help it.She wan
Stella's povI hesitated before knocking on the door hearing Adrian telling me to 'come in'. Upon entering the room he was busy with his work not sparing me a glance."Good morning, Mr. Lockwood." I said.Mr. Lockwood's voice broke through the air, and he casually suggested, "Stella, stop with the 'Mr. Lockwood.' Just call me Adrian." His request caught me off guard, and I sheepishly replied, "Sorry, Mr. Lockwood-uh, Adrian."Seizing the moment, Adrian inquired, "How are you doing?" I mustered a smile and replied, "Fine, thank you." Curiosity got the better of me, and I asked, "And how about you?"His response was a simple "fine," and as I prepared to take my leave, I shared, "Well, it's the weekend, so I'll be back on Monday." Adrian nodded, offering a wish for a good weekend. However, in an unexpected twist, he then added, "But don't get too excited, no club-hopping and getting drunk." I was taken aback. Curiosity crept into m
"Stella!""Lyra!" We cheered happily greeting each other as she pulled me along to have a seat on the sofa. I had just walked through the front door of our apartment."So, what have you been up to lately?" I asked."Nothing other than the usual of searching for a damn job or a man that is willing to be my sugar daddy." I chuckled hearing Lyra's words."So?""So what?""Don't play dumb Stella, did you or did you not find out which one of the handsome Lockwood brothers took your virginity?" Lyra asked."I'm still questioning whether or not my virginity was actually taken by a Lockwood." I told her truthfully.On one hand Adrian seemed just like the man I slept with, even the sensation he gave me just by our touch was enough to make me believe so, yet it would be impossible considering he can't walk."Well then, I have an idea," Lyra said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Let's go to the club tonight. Maybe we'll find your mystery man there. It's worth a shot, right?"I felt my stomach
My phone blared, jolting me awake from a deep slumber. I fumbled to answer, and Gretchen's voice greeted me, calm but with an air of significance, as she shared unexpected news."Stella, it's Gretchen." She says, my memory foggy as I tried to remember who is Gretchen."Gretchen?" I thought to myself."Mr. Lockwood had a high fever and was taken to the hospital. He's back home now, as his caregiver, I'm just calling you to let you know." She spoke and immediately I shot up from my bed."What?!"Shock and concern gripped me as I processed the abrupt shift from his seemingly good health just a day ago. The revelation hung in the air, and concern immediately flooded my mind as a wave of pain shot through my head.What the heck happened last night? And how the heck had I reached home? I quickly ran to the bathroom checking my undergarments and thankfully nothing had happened.All I remember was going at the club but that's it. Had Lyra taken me home?!Rushing to Lyra's room she was sound a
I placed a rag on Adrian's forehead, his intense gaze lingered on me, observing my every move. Suddenly, his eyes darted downward.Following his gaze, my cheeks flamed as I realized his keen interest in my unintentional reveal – a button had been accidentally pulled, drawing attention to my cleavage. My boobs on full display for him to see.As I started to rise to fix my clothes, Adrian's hand unexpectedly snaked around my waist. Tingles surged through my body as he effortlessly pulled me down onto the bed, positioning me slightly on top of him.The sudden closeness sent a jolt through the room, leaving an electric tension that seemed to defy the professional boundaries we once had.Wriggling beneath Adrian's firm hold, I attempted to free myself, but his hand remained resolute. Feeling a flush of heat, I asked, "W-what are you doing?" Foolishly stuttering in the process.The air in the room crackled with an unspoken tension, and I couldn't help but wonder where this unexpected turn w
Stella's Pov.I paced nervously outside the hospital room, my hands fidgeting with the hem of my jacket as the sounds of Gabriella’s labor echoed through the closed door. Adrian had gone in, of course. She’d asked for him to be there, to hold her hand while she brought their baby into the world. I bit the inside of my cheek, my mind racing. Gabriella had to have planned this. There’s no way she didn’t—having the baby now, just before Adrian and I were supposed to leave for the trip. She was always doing something to keep us apart.Such a bitch.I tried to shake off the thought, but it lingered, settling in like a bitter taste I couldn’t get rid of. I wanted to hate her for it. But more than anything, I hated how powerless I felt standing out here, waiting. Adrian’s going to be a father.A father.Pride swelled in my chest. I was happy for him&mdash
Sebastian's pov.I sat inside the room, checking my watch for the hundredth time. Any minute now, he'd arrive. Adrian's time had finally run out, and the Lockwood empire was about to change hands.A smirk played on my lips as I thought about Adrian, off on his business trip with Stella. How convenient. When he returns, he'll walk right into the shock of his life. Everything he thinks he owns will now be mine.My mind wandered to Gabriella, heavily pregnant with what Adrian believes is his child. Oh, brother, if only you knew. Soon, she'll be handing that baby over to me instead.I've always been jealous of my big brother, something that I'd never like to admit. How he'd always manage to be the favorite. Outperform m
I'm nestled comfortably in bed, propped up against a mountain of pillows, with Adrian's strong arm wrapped around me. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and pastries fills the air, mingling with Adrian's cologne."Open up," Adrian says softly, holding a forkful of fluffy scrambled eggs to my lips. I oblige, savoring the taste and the intimacy of the moment.It's been four days since we arrived for this "business trip," though we've spent more time in this room than anywhere else. I can't help but smile, thinking about how attentive and loving Adrian has been. It's almost easy to forget the complications waiting for us back home."What's that smile for?" Adrian asks, his eyes twinkling with amusement.I lean into him, resting my head on his shoulder. "Just thinking about how perfect this is. How perfect you've been."Adrian kisses the top of my head. "You deserve to be pampered, my love. The three of you do," he adds, his free hand gently caressing my swollen belly.As if on cue, I fee
Gabriella's povI pace the length of my room, fury coursing through my veins. How dare he? How dare Adrian go on a two-week business trip with that homewrecker Stella while I'm seven months pregnant with his child? Our child. The audacity of it all makes me want to scream.My hand absently rubs my swollen belly as I try to calm myself. This stress can't be good for the baby, but I can't help it. Things cannot go on like this. I need to do something, and fast."Damn you, Sebastian," I mutter under my breath. His incompetence is infuriating. Instead of getting rid of Stella like he was supposed to, all he managed to do was come up with some half-baked scheme about a fake father.Useless. I should have known better tha
Stella's povI stir awake, my eyes fluttering open to the soft afternoon light filtering through the curtains. The first thing I see is Adrian's face, his silver eyes watching me with a tender expression that makes my heart skip a beat."Good afternoon, sleeping beauty," he murmurs, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from my face.I smile, nestling closer to him. "How long have you been awake?""Long enough to count every freckle on your nose," he teases, leaning in to place a soft kiss on the tip of my nose.I giggle, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer. Our lips meet in a gentle, lingering kiss that sends warmth spreading through my en
I watch Stella sleeping peacefully in my lap, I'm struck by a pang of guilt. I've been neglecting her, allowing Gabriella's manipulative tactics to come between us.When Stella uttered those horrifying words - that our relationship was over - it was like a bucket of cold water to the face. I knew then that I couldn't let her walk out of my life. Not without a fight. This trip to Italy is my chance to make things right.Two weeks to spoil her, to give her my undivided attention, to remind her how much she means to me. As we approach the airport, I gently wake her."We're here, baby girl," I murmur, brushing a strand of hair from her face.Her eyes flutter open, confusion giving way to excitement as she remembers where we're going. I settle into my wheelchair as we board my private jet, unable to take my eyes off her as she marvels at the luxurious interior."Wait," she stops before staring at me wide eye. "What about Lyra, what if they try to harm her while we're away?" She asks."Ther
Gabriella's face cycles through a range of emotions - shock, hurt, anger, and finally, a calculated blankness. Mark and Daisy exchange worried glances, clearly as taken aback as the rest of us.As for me, I'm frozen in place, my mind racing. A two-week trip to Italy? With Adrian? Away from all of this drama? It seems too good to be true.But as I catch Adrian's eye across the room, I see a glimmer of something - determination, perhaps? Or is it a promise of things to come?The shock of Adrian's announcement hangs in the air for a moment before Gabriella snaps out of her stupor. Her voice trembles with a mix of anger and desperation as she turns to Adrian."But I'm seven months pregnant, going on eight months!" she exclaims. "How am I supposed to cope alone?"Before Adrian can respond, Daisy steps forward, her voice calm and reassuring with a smile. "Mark and I will take very good care of you, Gabriella. You don't need to worry."Gabriella, however, isn't satisfied. Her next words make
As we pull up to the mansion, I can't help but blush, thinking about what transpired in that hospital room. The thrill of our encounter still lingers, but a part of me can't believe we actually did that.Adrian squeezes my hand reassuringly as we enter the foyer, but the moment is quickly shattered. Gabriella appears, practically launching herself at Adrian. She plants a kiss on his cheek, and I have to fight the urge to pull her away.But Gabriella's overzealous greeting isn't what catches my attention. The entire place is decorated lavishly - flowers, ribbons, and what looks like the setup for an elaborate celebration. In the background, I spot Mark and Daisy, their postures tense and uncomfortable.A sense of dread washes over me. What is this witch up to now?Gabriella turns to Adrian, her voice sickly sweet. "Your bed was so cold without you next to me this morning, darling and I've been calling you all day, where have you been baby?""I've been busy with work," Adrian lies.I gr
Adrian's eyes darken with intensity as he pulls me closer, his hands roaming over my back, sending shivers down my spine. The heat radiating off his body is almost evident.He leans in, his lips brushing against my neck, planting soft, lingering kisses that make my breath hitch. My hands find their way under his shirt, feeling the taut muscles of his abdomen. I push the fabric up, needing to feel more of his skin against mine.Adrian quickly discards his shirt, and I take a moment to admire the sight before me. He’s beautiful, every inch of him. His eyes never leave mine as he reaches for the buttons of my blouse, his fingers deft and sure. The fabric falls away, and his hands are on me again, caressing, exploring.“God, I’ve missed this,” he growls against my ear, his voice rough with desire. He cups my breast, his thumb brushing over my nipple through the thin lace of my bra, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core.I moan softly, arching into his touch. “Adrian...”His mouth