Chapter 22

Roseline’s POV Before going to bed, I remembered that I wanted to talk to Adrian about Roman. I didn’t want to go and face him. He always makes me feel uncomfortable. I was never myself when I was in front of him. But I couldn’t ignore my nanny duties. I walked towards his study room and knocked, before letting myself inside. Siting on his desk, he still exuded an aura off danger. He looked fresh and I could still smell his shower gel—a sandalwood scent waffled in my nose. I blushed when I remembered how I messed up his clothes a while ago. It would have been fun if we would have bathed together. I’d love to see him naked. I fantasized silently. Wake up! But he’s hot! So what? My subconscious mind argued. I looked at him shyly and decided that the sooner I talked to him the sooner I’ll be out of his presence and the sooner I’ll get the unwanted thoughts out of my mind—out of sight out of mind. He didn’t belong to me and he’ll never be. We are two worlds apart and he’d made it clear so