Adrian woke well before dawn, and he didn’t immediately remember where he was. But the bed was so soft, the air fragrant with flowers, and the small body tucked into his side was most unexpected. Then the previous night came back to him in a wonderous and terrifying flash.
Venetia’s face was pressed to his shoulder, and one of her arms was curled around his waist. He wanted to stay here forever. But he couldn’t. He had to go. He had to get back downstairs before any of the other staff realized he hadn’t slept in his own room last night.
foreverLast night was a mistake; he would be terminated immediately if anyone found out. But he couldn’t regret what he had done, not with her. Yet his livelihood was at stake, and he might end up paying for the rest of his life for one night with her.
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