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Chapter 8 - First day
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Luciano’s broad chest and hard abs were on full display as he sat on the edge of the bed, the sculpted muscle and hard lines of his body catching the early morning light spilling through the window. Technically he wasn’t naked. He was just shirtless but to her it was nakedness. She had never seen that much of a man before. Not in real life. Not even in books. Her entire body flushed with heat, from her cheeks to the soles of her feet. She squeezed her eyes shut immediately and bowed her head, gripping the mop like it was a crucifix. Luciano didn’t even glance up. He was scrolling through something on his phone, his voice cool and casual. “Clean my room.” Araceli stayed rooted to the floor. She dared a peek just one small glance at the room. The room was a mess. Sheets tangled, pillows tossed on the floor, and a thick, musky scent hung in the air. It clung to the walls. Heavy and strange to her. She didn’t know what it was, but it made her uneasy. Still, she didn’t move.
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After cleaning his room she spent moments in one of the guest bathrooms praying to God for forgiveness. She had barely begun cleaning the main living area when the guilt hit her all over again. Even though she’d already whispered her apologies to God at least a hundred times since dawn, still, the shame clung to her like sweat.She hadn’t meant to look. She hadn’t wanted to look.But she’d seen him.Her boss. Shirtless. Broad and sculpted like those biblical heroes painted across cathedral ceilings, except he wasn't a painting, he was real. Human. Breathing. Too much.She bit her lip and gripped the mop tighter, her hands trembling.“Lord,” she whispered under her breath, “I didn’t mean to see it. I promise I wasn’t trying to be unfaithful. You know I’ve kept my heart for the man You chose for me. For Nico. Please, please forgive me.”She hadn’t meant to react the way she had either. Her pulse racing, her eyes refusing to rise. She just… hadn’t expected to feel that way. That heat. Th
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Hours had passed since the midday chaos, and the air had settled into something gentler by evening time. Roberta was by the sink, rinsing out pans, while Araceli and Paula sat across from each other, finishing up their dinner. Their laughter rose and fell in rhythm with the clinking of cutlery. “I’ve made a grand discovery,” Araceli announced suddenly, sitting up straighter and pointing her spoon in the air like it was a sword. Roberta and Paula turned to her with curious looks. Araceli lowered her voice, eyes darting around theatrically. “I’ve just tasted porridge that is just as good—no, in fact, I hope Mrs Maggie never finds out—but better than Mrs Maggie’s porridge.” Roberta let out a full, hearty laugh, her shoulders shaking. Paula rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the smile tugging at her lips. “No, I’m serious!” Araceli insisted. “The porridge is amazing!” she filled her spoon with more and ate it before she continued “The way you mixed the flavors together? A masterpi
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Without missing a beat, Roberta shot up. “Welcome back sir”.Roberta turned to Gianna “Gianna, that's enough TV,” she said briskly, turning off the screen. “Araceli come help me help me with lunch”Everyone scrambled to their feet. They all greeted their boss in unison.Only Gianna hesitated until Araceli nudged her gently. Gianna had spoken to Araceli about her strained relationship with her uncle. She had never even called him ‘Uncle Luciano’ since she moved in with him and Araceli had encouraged her to try it when he got back from his trip.She swallowed and looked up. “Welcome back… Uncle Luciano.”He paused for a fraction of a second. Then ignored them all completely and began to walk away.“Benjamin,” he called as he walked out, causing the man’s entire body to freeze. Luciano reached into his pockets and tossed a set of keys. “Warm up the Escalade.”Benny caught the keys clumsily and disappeared without another word.Gianna’s small face crumpled with hurt. Araceli ruffled her
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As soon as Araceli stepped into the room, the familiar scent of water lilies and dish soap followed her in, wrapping around Luciano like a memory he hadn’t asked for but couldn’t stop craving. He used to think it was such an odd contrast. But now? He inhaled it like a drug. It lingered in the air, subtle yet commanding, clinging to her like a second skin.She smiled nervously. “Good evening, sir.”Luciano looked up slowly from his work. “Araceli.” He said her name like a thought that had wandered into his mouth. Then his voice sharpened. “The next time you have a request, you come ask me yourself. Don’t send people to do it for you.”Because I want you close every chance I can get, he added internally.Her fingers toyed with the end of her scarf. “Yes, sir. I’m sorry. I just… I thought maybe Roberta would have more luck.”The truth was she was still wary of being alone with him after what happened last time. But she told herself she didn’t have to be nervous. It was all a misunderstan
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Without missing a beat, Roberta shot up. “Welcome back sir”.Roberta turned to Gianna “Gianna, that's enough TV,” she said briskly, turning off the screen. “Araceli come help me help me with lunch”Everyone scrambled to their feet. They all greeted their boss in unison.Only Gianna hesitated until Araceli nudged her gently. Gianna had spoken to Araceli about her strained relationship with her uncle. She had never even called him ‘Uncle Luciano’ since she moved in with him and Araceli had encouraged her to try it when he got back from his trip.She swallowed and looked up. “Welcome back… Uncle Luciano.”He paused for a fraction of a second. Then ignored them all completely and began to walk away.“Benjamin,” he called as he walked out, causing the man’s entire body to freeze. Luciano reached into his pockets and tossed a set of keys. “Warm up the Escalade.”Benny caught the keys clumsily and disappeared without another word.Gianna’s small face crumpled with hurt. Araceli ruffled her
