Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Oliver's hands were like a furnace as they circled Josefina's waist, and the words that spilled from his mouth sent a shiver down her spine.

Josefina swiftly pushed him away, her gaze wary as she looked at him. "Oliver, aren't you scared of getting caught?"

He pulled her back into his embrace. "If we get caught, you'll have to make an honest man out of me."

Josefina was torn between laughter and frustration. She had never expected Oliver to be so brazen. Initially, she thought he was cold, aloof, and difficult to get along with. It turned out he just had no shame. "Oliver, you should go back. I have to work tomorrow."

"I'll drive you to work."

"No need, I can take my car. It's late. If your granddad looks for you and you're not home, what then?"

But Oliver clung to her, refusing to let go, his head buried in the crook of her neck as he murmured, "He won't come looking at this hour. Don't worry about it."

Josefina was at her wit's end. She was sure that Oliver should be the one worrying, not her!

She realized that no matter what she said, Oliver wouldn't listen. If he didn't spend the night here, he wouldn't rest easy. This man was just too clingy!

When Brandon paid a late-night visit, he was informed that Oliver hadn't returned. He looked at Bennett in shock. "Bennett, if Oliver's not at home, where could he be?"

Bennett's eyes twinkled with mischief. "Sir, you know the answer to that. If Mr. Oliver's not here, he surely is with Ms. Josefina."

Brandon's grin stretched from ear to ear as he paced excitedly in the living room.

"That boy is finally catching on. And here I thought he didn't have an eye for the ladies. It turns out he just hadn't met one that could make his heart skip a beat. Now, I can look forward to holding my grandkids!

Bennett chuckled, "Sir, you worry too much. With Mr. Oliver's competence, the company's in top shape. You can enjoy your golden years without fretting."

Brandon nodded contentedly.

"Bringing Oliver back was the wisest

decision of my life. If I'd left it to Rowan, that ungrateful child, the Baldwin family would have been ruined!"

Bennett's view on Rowan was one of resignation. He had watched Rowan grow up and defy Brandon's decisions.

Rowan had married and then failed to cherish his wife, instead finding a mistress, leading to a torn family.

Brandon sat down on the sofa,

gazing at the empty living room. "If it weren't for that incident five years ago, I wouldn't be pressuring Oliver to marry quickly and secure an heir for the Baldwin family. If anything were to happen to him... we'd be left with no successor." NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Bennett nodded silently in agreement. "Thankfully, Mr. Oliver has met Ms. Josefina. He'll surely stay and be a part of the Baldwin family, and there won't be any accidents." "Let's hope so. I never had to worry about Oliver before, and I don't want to start now. I'm old, and I can only rest easy if the Baldwin family's fortune is in his hands." After offering Brandon a few more words of comfort, Bennett encouraged him to ease his mind.

Josefina watched Oliver who's emerging from the bathroom, her brow furrowed in annoyance as she clutched the bedsheet.

Was this cad trying to seduce her?

Oliver, wrapped in just a towel, showcased a set of chiseled abs that screamed sex appeal.

"Oliver, you really should go back home," Josefina urged him once more.

As if deaf to her words, Oliver sauntered over to the edge of the bed, a smirk playing on his lips, and he drew Josefina into his arms.

As she was pressed against Oliver's

bare chest, her heart raced. His

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smile grew as he teased, "Can you hear that? Your heart is beating so fast. Thump, thump, so very quickly."