6. Sturdy Indeed.

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 the room, where Gabriella's soppy display continued, I felt compelled to intervene. "Gabriella, could you please leave? I need to give Mr. Lockwood his bath." The request carried a firmness, reflecting the need to maintain a professional boundary.

But I simply wanted her gone.

Gabriella, displeased with the tone of my request, turned to Adrian with a questioning expression. "Why do you need a caretaker to give you a bath when there are maids around?"

I felt a pang of annoyance at her dismissive attitude, not realizing that Adrian had been keenly observing my behavior.

"Even better, why don't you help me up to the bathroom and give me a bath instead since you currently have plenty of time on your hands?" Adrian requested of her, almost making me scoff at him.

"No, no, that's fine," Gabriella sheepishly turned down.

Without missing a beat, Adrian responded, "Respectfully, Stella is my caretaker, and if she says you should leave, then you should. She's in charge of my care."

"Fucking unbelievable!" With a glare in my direction, she left the room.

Assisting Adrian to the bathroom, I found myself once again drawn to his presence. The alluring scent that surrounded him and the subtle way he seemed to make my mind wander.

Upon entering the bathroom, I began to help him strip his clothes, feeling a growing shyness under the intensity of Adrian's scrutinizing gaze.

The vulnerability of the situation, coupled with the awareness of his eyes on me, created a subtle tension that I couldn't ignore.

"Stella, is there something on your mind? I've noticed a subtle change in your demeanor, and I want to make sure everything is alright."

Caught by his unexpected inquiry, I struggled to find words, my defenses momentarily weakening under his persistent gaze.

"No, everything is fine," I responded, my voice carrying a hint of defensiveness.

As I continued assisting Adrian with his clothes, his hand gently intercepted mine on his chest. I blushed realizing what I was doing, heightened by the fact that Adrian seemed oblivious to the influence he held over me.

Unexpectedly, Adrian pointed out, "I've noticed a small annoyed look on your face whenever Gabriella is around."

At the mention of her name, I fought the urge to roll my eyes, but before I could react further, Adrian lifted my chin and continued, "That's the look."

Caught off guard by his delicate touch and observation, I found myself staring into his silver eyes, a bit taken aback by the small gesture that left my insides tingling.

I could see Adrian nod, understanding my desire not to delve further into the matter. A conflict brewed within me - the urge to tell Adrian the truth about Gabriella's betrayal fought against the fear of jeopardizing my well-paying job.

As much as I wanted to spare him from heartache, the risk of losing my position kept me silent, leaving a heavy weight on my conscience.

I found myself lost in thought, the weight of unspoken truths and deceptiveness within the Lockwood family lingering in my mind.

As if on autopilot and lost in thought, I knelt before Adrian. My hands moved instinctively to remove his clothes, fulfilling my role as his caretaker. Before fully registering my actions, I had already pulled down Adrian's boxers.

My eyes widened as I unexpectedly found myself face to face with Adrian's very sturdy cock dangling before my very eyes.

With a hint of fascination, I audibly gulped, the sound resonating in the quiet space as I blushed unable to tear my gaze away.

"Well damn,"