Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
She drank a little more and wanted to get another refill. Jasper got up and took the bottle of whiskey away to the alcohol cabinet.
“Don’t be so stingy,” Willow complained and followed him.
She trailed behind him, but he turned in frustration and stopped her. “That’s enough. Finish up your dinner and I’ll send you home.”
“I’m already full. I just want a little more to drink,” Willow said stubbornly.
All of a sudden, the lights flickered and went out completely due to the old wiring.
The hall fell into complete darkness, except for the dining area where two candles were burning brightly on the table.
Suddenly, the atmosphere transformed into a hazy ambiguity, a misty veil descending upon them.
Willow’s gaze met Jasper’s, and the man instinctively drew her into his embrace, a protective gesture against her potential fear. Then, her grip tightened around his waist, a true reflection of her genuine fright. In that instant, their faces hovered mere inches apart as the rhythm of their breaths was a tangible bridge between them.
Her eyes and brows glistened as if touched by the kiss of rain, emanating a liquid luminescence that momentarily stole his breath away. Despite the dimness of the room, his eyes burned with undeniable intensity. At this moment, her breaths became shallow as she wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted her face slightly as a silent invitation for him to kiss her.
Meanwhile, Jasper struggled to restrain the tempest of emotions coursing through him. Amidst the dim light, his tall stature enveloped Willow in the corner of the room, akin to a wolf asserting its claim over territory, resolute in not letting her leave and preventing others from prying.
A nervous gulp traced down her throat, ensnared by the heady symphony of pheromones that enveloped them both, drawing her inexorably closer to the man’s inviting neck. On the other hand, his breath hitched, his resolve finally yielding as he gently cupped her chin, guiding her with tenderness as his slender lips met her flushed ones.
After having suppressed their desires for too long, this kiss erupted with fervor as soon as it began. However, Willow was slightly taken aback as an undercurrent of sweetness and surprise swept through her, overwhelming any uncertainty. Every fiber of her being was tightly held in the man’s embrace as his passionate kiss consumed her. In this corner, amidst the dimness, they carved out a small world—a sweet sanctuary untouched by others.
Time appeared to lose its hold as their lips intertwined until an inquisitive stray cat leaped onto the windowsill outside, breaking the enchantment and capturing the attention of Jasper, who held the blushing young woman in a fervent embrace.
As she was pressed against his sturdy chest, her face turned a shade of pink as her breaths quickened. She spoke softly, “What’s the matter?”
“Meow!” The little cat outside seemed equally startled, meowing frantically. Then, he sighed and said, “Just a little cat.”
Willow’s lips curved into a smile, but their haven was abruptly illuminated again, exposing their intimate moment. Flushed with embarrassment, she buried her face into Jasper’s embrace, feeling self- conscious after the intensity of their kiss.
However, his fingers caressed the back of her head as his chin lightly grazed her hair. A silent sigh escaped him, a mixture of contentment and shared vulnerability.
At that moment, Willow’s phone rang. Jasper gently released his grip on her on the couch, saying, “You should take that call!” With a quizzical intrigue, she contemplated who might have called her at this hour. Retrieving the phone, she was taken aback to find her father on the other end.
“Hello, Dad!” Her words flowed from her with a poised composure.
“Willow, where are you?” Her father’s voice held a hint of concern.
“I’m… at a friend’s house.”
“Come home early.”
“Dad, is something wrong?” Willow immediately sensed that her father was keeping something from her.
“I just received a notification that a group of mafia members has entered the country and has targeted the family,” Elliot divulged.
At this, her expression grew serious. “Okay, Dad, I’ll come home early.”
After hanging up the phone, she turned to the man behind her. “My dad wants me to come home early.”
“All right, I’ll take you home,” Jasper said, guessing what her father had discussed with her.
“When will we be able to meet again?” Willow asked with reluctance.
“I believe we’ll meet again soon,” he reassured her.
Then, he led her to the underground parking lot, where he drove out of a car and met with the external bodyguards. Together, they escorted her back home.
The Presgrave Family had encountered their fair share of trials and tribulations, narrowly escaping danger on each occasion. With the expansion of the family business, the stakes had risen proportionately.
Willow’s inner strength had also grown significantly. She courageously accepted everything that came her way, confident that her father and elder brother would ensure the safety of their family.
“Willow, try not to go out too much during this period and stay with your family,” Jasper advised her.
Willow nodded. “I know. My dad said our family is facing some issues. I’ll follow the family’s arrangements.”
When they reached the entrance of the Presgrave Residence, Jasper couldn’t go in. So, Willow got out of the car and sat in a bodyguard’s car. Before leaving, she rolled down the window with a hint of reluctance in her eyes.
Only after he watched the bodyguard’s car enter the Presgrave Residence’s courtyard did he turn his car around and leave.
Back at home, the atmosphere was pleasant. Willow’s father was playing with her nephew on the couch. In the blink of an eye, the little guy had turned six months old and was incredibly adorable.
“Dad,” she called out and walked over to carry her nephew.
Of course, Elliot was well aware of who his daughter met tonight. He wasn’t worried about her being with Jasper.
This time, he had received the message too. Besides the Presgrave Family’s security team, the government had also sent two skilled agents to help resolve the crisis.
The little guy liked his aunt very much and clung to her, not wanting to be put down. In the end, Willow took him back to her room to play.
The next morning, when she woke up, it was already 9.30AM because she had stayed up late last night. She pushed open the door and came out. At home, she was used to being casual, so she simply put on a loose, long T-shirt, letting her long hair fall comfortably. With a bare face, she went downstairs.
Still somewhat drowsy, she held onto the ivory-white staircase, yawning as she hummed a familiar tune.
At that moment, she felt a gaze from the direction of the couch in the living room. Only then did Willow realize that her father was meeting with guests in the living room. As she looked toward the guests, she froze.
She was taken aback, unable to believe her eyes. The guest sitting across from her father was none other than the man who had promised to meet her soon last night—Jasper, along with his colleague, Sirius.
Instantly, her face turned red with embarrassment, and without saying a word, she turned around and ran back upstairs.
As Elliot watched his daughter, an affectionate smile tugged at his lips. “She’s used to being casual at home.”
“Miss Presgrave is really cute.” Sirius chuckled.
Meanwhile, Jasper’s lips also curled into a similar affectionate smile, but he didn’t say anything.
After returning to her room, Willow instantly snapped back to reality. She hurriedly ran into the bathroom, assessing herself once more. However, she still couldn’t shake off the feeling of embarrassment.
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