God. My life feels unreal lately.
The past few days have felt like a dream. We have fallen into a routine where I spend most nights in his house. And on those nights, after driving me to the brink with his hands and mouth and cock, he holds me and I fall asleep in his arms.
My cheeks heat up at the thought. I giggle, giving in to the bubbly feeling in my chest.
Lunch breaks are the best. Andrei summons me into his office and sometimes we eat. But sometimes we don’t.Like today…
He takes care of me so well and it’s getting hard to stop myself from calling him Daddy outside of private moments.
I’ve slipped once—caught myself just in time. My heart nearly stopped. Andrei had only smiled wickedly, later telling me I did well.
I feel like some staff members know that there’s something between Andrei and, especially Howard. These days, he seems even more prickly than his usual self, constantly watching me like he’s waiting for me to mess up. No one’s said anything outright, though. If anything, the rest of the office seems…lighter. Andrei’s been in a better mood so everyone’s happy.
Well, everyone except Howard.
I once mentioned to Andrei that I was scared of getting discovered and he reassured me that there’s no rule against us dating. Not that it would matter. He makes the rules.
I dry my hands, my thoughts drifting to my papaw.
He noticed the changes in me. Of course he did.
When I went home for clean clothes after my first night with Andrei, he’d looked at me for a long moment before smiling knowingly and saying that the only thing capable of keeping me away like this was a man. Then he told me he wanted to meet him.
Just like that. No interrogation or judgment.
Papaw has never tried to cage me. He’s never treated me like glass. He’s always been practical yet loving. He said he’shappy for me. That I look like I’ve fallen in love. The word still makes my chest tighten.
The problem isn’t my papaw.
It’s asking Andrei.
I haven’t yet. I’ve circled it for days, my nerves tangling tighter each time. We haven’t labeled anything so asking him to dinner with my grandfather seems…daunting.
But Papaw is getting impatient.
I take a breath and step back into the office just as Andrei ends his call. He looks every bit of the imposing CEO that he is—not a hint of the man who gave me a shattering orgasm minutes ago.
I, on the other hand, feel like I’m unable to erase the evidence of what he does to me. I feel like someone would take a look at me right now and be able to tell I just slept with the boss.
Andrei looks up the moment he sees me, his eyes searching my face. “You’re quiet,” he says, pulling me into his space, one hand settling possessively on my lower back. “What’s wrong,solnishka?”
I clear my throat nervously, my heart skipping unsteady. “I…um.” I swallow, then force myself to meet his eyes. “My grandfather wants to meet you.”
His brows lift slightly, but he doesn’t pull away. “He’s noticed I’ve been spending a lot of nights away,” I continue softly. “He asked if you’d have dinner with us. Tonight.”
The pause feels endless.
Then his expression shifts, something warm and serious settling into his features.
“I would be honored,” he says simply.
Relief crashes through me so hard my knees almost buckle. I smile, and unable to stop myself, I stand on my tiptoe and paste a quick kiss on his lips. “Thanks, Daddy.”
“You’ll have to do better than that,solnishka,” he murmurs against my lips, already stepping back. “Later, though. I have a meeting.”
I nod, blushing furiously when he winks and spanks my ass on his way out.
Gosh, my heart.