Chapter 98

Joyce's POV

As I sat alone on my bed the next morning, my mind wandered back to last night's moment that left me super flustered. I still could not believe he had kissed me, or understand how it had happened.

What even made it more confusing was the fact that when he tried to pull away, I pressed into him - seeking, demanding more. All I could do was savor the details deeply etched in my memories.

What if he kissed me again? Just what if....

Suddenly, my fluttering heart turned cold, and the thoughts vanished. It was then I realized the gravity of the situation. That moment was never supposed to have happened. What pained me the most was how I had insisted on going along with it.

Adrian and I were far apart in the social world where wealth and power ruled. Who knows? He might not have liked it. I couldn't even imagine how our encounter this morning would be. At first, I thought of taking a leave on short notice, but Adrian was just going to assume I was avoiding him.

With a deep sigh