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 soon
