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me and sighed as I app

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But why is he back? He's suppos

h of you," I

Daddy dear. Mr. Parker then rose from his seat, holding Ryan in his arm

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but do you regularly c

as

g in, and then I noticed the door open, s

me. He then removed Ryan from his arms. Then he stood there with his h

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directions, I had the o

ose sea-colored eyes, then sliding down to his gorgeous nose,

of that night, whethe

. I understand. I'

of everyone standing here, then our lips met. Our lips brushed against one other softly. His grip

ned to find Maria beckoning me and motioning for me to

said, p

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ut such filthy things. He h

however

I should quit li

of him sinc

then knelt in front of R

there shortly

like a goo

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his way towards the exit. Sudd

about it. Otherwise, I'l

exclaimed.

an and Maria were both staring at me with wide eyes. With my hand

h you? Who in their right

ervously laughing. "I really

he asked

lease chat

n't. Just

's a private matter,

Jackson; s

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ckly? I don't have

vate party,

, Miss

sk him in front of

ex that night?" I

horrifiedly switched their gaze to Mr. Parker. Ryan, too, gave Mr. Parker a puzzled look. I

innocentl

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cool. "No, Miss Jackson, we didn't have

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an, standing next to me, and swirled with him. "Did you hear that? We

as I twirled a

comprehends

e went quiet, I ret

my

l in front of Mr. Parker. He fixed his gaze on me. I instantl

aug

ted my gaze, disregarding all of hi

Thank you a lot. I

he didn't kiss me on

brushed my thoughts aside and walked to Ryan's room, w

tly is he

him and sat

ut let's introduce ourselves aga

anced

eep going; you'

oy cookies?

ot a box from which Nanny had placed so

aying, "Thank you, Miss Jackson, but Dad to

he just refer to

er; I'm your baby

ad tre

s litt

have them," I said, taking a mouthful a

me tell you, my Nanny prepares the tastiest coo

t of bed and race

something? He still has

obstinat

ld eat them. "Mmm... Nanny, you are the

his proved one thing: this place is incredible.

: the rooftop, complete with a swimm

epart at 7 p.m.

ce are also upstairs. I don't believe thi

e the room and knocked many times but received no response. I twisted the

illed Miss J

my lower lip. I expected him to be furious when I glanced at him. His expression was emotionless. He then began headi

mine that my breath caught in my throat. Why couldn't I answer hi

ing again, Miss Jac

idden spots i-in the hom

chamber is one of those restricted regions,

ly man who has ever had such an impact on me. I feel anxious when I'm near him. I'm no

" he inquire

by noddin

zes how near we are. "I believe you should lea

ed by

e on time

forgot about the

y, by the way. To

tomorrow is Sunday,

signaling me to depart. I was ready

ver a

e it's f

ust wanted to as

if asking me

oncern, but could you just expla

he inquired

e answers my queries with a nod or more than that 'No Miss Jackson' and 'Thank you, Miss J

owed hi

u, Miss Jackson, but Dad has told me not to accept any

problem with tha

r, and he could've eaten those cookies, and I know he wanted to eat them, b

you are no stranger," he rol

with him bei

ut these things. I know how to take care of my kid. You can go now." He glan

I can handl

king; he'll

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upstairs, lea

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