While everyone around her had moved with the times and used alternatives to taking a pill every single day, She hadn’t had much luck with some methods, and she feared others. And so she faithfully took her pill. By the time she was finished with the doctor’s visit, she was weary and emotionally drained from the stress of the day. Oddly enough, he hadn’t ordered her in to work the next day. Instead he’d instructed her to take the day off and rest, almost as if he’d known how fried she’d be after the eventful day. Grateful to have at least one day to ponder the arrangement she’d agreed to, she rode home in the car Gabe had assigned to her. The driver had been given instructions to pick her up for work the day after next. The driver left her his card with instructions that if she needed transportation at any time, she was to call him. And he hadn’t spoken a word to her since the somewhat curt introduction and his shoving his card at her. Already it felt as though he was taking over her
He stroked his hands down her trembling back. She was shaking harder now and he was desperate to comfort her, to offer her what he hadn’t given her before.She clutched at his shoulders and tried to pull away, but he held her fiercely, afraid to let any space between them. He had to touch her, had to feel her in his arms. He was afraid if he let her go, he’d never get her back.“I want a shower,” she choked out. “Please, I need it. I just want to be clean. He…touched me.”Desolation swept through Gabe like a winter storm, cold and stark. Of course she felt violated. Not only by Charles, but also by him. He’d given her the ultimate betrayal in allowing this to happen. He’d not only allowed it, he’d encouraged it. How the hell could he ever get past something like this? How could she?“Let me go start it,” he said, wiping her hair from her face.Her cheeks were damp with tears, and her eyes were wounded as she stared back at him. Blood still oozed from the corner of her mouth. Then she
Third Person's pov Ethan hurriedly leaves his penthouse apartment, giving his child a perfunctory kiss on the forehead. He's dressed in an impeccable suit, his hair slicked back, a phone in one hand and a coffee in the other. As he exits his apartment, he sees a petite woman with a warm smile entering the building. He barely gives her a glance as he strides towards the elevator. As he presses the "down" button, he mutters to himself, "As he presses the "down" button, he mutters to himself, "Where is that new nanny? I'm already running late for the board meeting!" As he steps into the elevator, the doors close behind him, and he sees a reflection of the woman in the polished metal. She's carrying a bag with colorful toys and books, and she's wearing a cozy sweater and jeans. As the elevator begins its descent, he realizes she's the new nanny, and he groans inwardly. When the elevator doors open, he rushes out, but he almost collides with the nanny.Ethan steps out of the elevator in
ATHENA “Bathroom,” she whispered.“Hurry back,” he murmured, loosening his hold so she could get up.She went into the bathroom and after peeing she checked her appearance in the mirror. She winced at the still-swollen corner of her mouth and the shadow of an already formed bruise. How on earth was she going to explain this to Jace? He’d freak when he saw her.She would have to work her makeup wonders on this. For the fact that she even blurted out a different name entirely to him. Her entire body was tender, but not for the usual reasons. Gabe had been exceedingly gentle with her. Shockingly so. He was always so out of control. Crazy hot for her, which made her crazy hot for him in return. And yet tonight?He’d taken forever. Teasing, taunting, gentle and so very loving. Her chest still fluttered and butterflies scuttled around her belly at how achingly beautiful their lovemaking had been.For the first time, she hadn’t felt like it was just sex.Knowing he’d come to find her if sh
It's a Saturday morning, and one of Ethan's maids is getting ready to go to the grocery store. But as Ethan getting ready to leave for work, he hears a strange noise coming from his son's room. He drops what he's doing and rushes over to see what's going on.Ethan runs to his son's room, and when he opens the door, he sees his son sitting on the floor surrounded by a pile of LEGOs. But that's not the surprising part. The surprising part is that Giselle is sitting next to his son, helping him build something out of LEGOs. And she's wearing an old t-shirt and yoga pants, which is so different from the professional look she always has at work.Ethan is completely caught off guard by this sight. On one hand, he's happy to see that Giselle is getting along so well with his son. But on the other hand, he's a little thrown off by the casual look she's sporting. It's not like he hasn't seen her dressed casually before, but there's something about seeing her in his house, in casual clothes, in
Ethan suddenly sent his hand forth and stopped Giselle from moving any further. Opening the closet, an irritated grunt left his mouth when he found it void- with nothing in there. "I knew it. There's absolutely nothing wrong here." Giselle spoke up first, out of relieve. Turning around, she walked to the door and opening it, she ushered the little kid back inside. "You can now come inside." Giselle told him.As Giselle ushers the little boy back into the room, Ethan is left scratching his head in confusion. He was so sure that something weird was going on, and he doesn't understand why the door was so hard to open if the closet was empty. He looks around the room, trying to find any clues as to what could be causing the strange noises and the cold temperature. But nothing stands out to him. Giselle closes the closet door and turns to face Ethan. "Are you satisfied now? " she asks. Ethan shakes his head. And at that, Giselle chuckled, knowing he's obviously joking. "Well, am starvi
Instantly standing up his feet, he flipped the files shut before making his way over to the door. Alice made way for him and he walked past her. Soon as Alice shut the door, she hurried up to catch up with him. Taking the lead, she took a particular route, leading Ethan to where the detective is.Ethan follows Alice through the maze of hallways, trying to keep his panic under control. When they finally reach the room where the detective is waiting, Ethan feels like his heart is about to pound out of his chest. He takes a deep breath and opens the door. Inside, he sees a woman in a business suit, her face serious. "Mr. Watson?" she asks, her voice confident and professional. "Yes, I'm Ethan Watson." he says, trying to sound composed.A chair was pulled out for him by Alice and taking his seat quite hesitantly, he faced the detective. "What do you say went wrong? Seems like on her part, she misheard you." He said, his eyes flickering over to Alice for a few second before looking back a
Ethan's face is inscrutable, and Giselle can't read his expression. Is he angry? Or is he just surprised? "Giselle." he says, his voice neutral. "What brings you here?" Giselle swallows hard, trying to get her nerves under control. "I wanted to talk to you," she says, her voice shaking. "I need to explain myself." Ethan raises an eyebrow. "What is there to explain?" he asks, his tone sharp.Giselle creased her palm over her forehead, obviously not knowing where exactly to start from. "I would have been home since but got lost on my way actually." She stammers as she tries to explain.Ethan's expression is unreadable as he listens to Giselle. "Lost?" he asks, his voice still neutral. "How did you get lost? It's not that hard to find your way home." Giselle feels her face grow warm with embarrassment. "I'm not sure," she says, her voice faltering. "I just...got turned around, I guess." She looks down at her feet."Giselle," says Ethan, his voice softening. "You know you can always com