Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

After taking tons of pictures in the garden, they all left for their various rooms to have a clean bath.

Melanie strides inside her room and grabs a towel from the wardrobe. She walks to the bathroom and strips naked, before getting under the shower.

She smiles as the cold water streams down her body. She picks a shampoo and conditioner and applies it on her head, she dips her fingers inside her hair and massages her scalps.

The shampoo smells great that she applies some more to her hair, not wanting the scent to fade just yet.

After she was done washing her hair, she proceed to her body and scrub it gently with a smooth sponge.

They press a button on the wall and the water rushes down to her head in full force. She loves afternoon baths, it always strengthens her joint.

She step out of the shower when she was done bathing. She walks out of the bathroom and enters her room. She strides to the dresser and picks up her body lotion.

She loses the tip of the towel and lets it falls to her knees. She dries her body with another towel before applying the body lotion to her skin.

“Is it the shampoo or my body lotion scents have changed?” she inhales the mixture of the scent of the shampoo and her body lotion with her eyes closed.

She sits on the seat and stares at her reflection in the full-length mirror. “I always look stunning.” she smiles and cups her boobs in her palms.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“You’re getting bigger also.” she grins at the thought of her boobs getting a little bigger than before.

Melanie grabs a shopping bag from the dresser, she pours the content on the table and her eyes widen in shock. “What the hell was he thinking when he bought this?!” she chuckle, her cheeks turning rosy as she pick up matching red net undies.

“My boobs and pussy cheeks would be visible in these things.” she grins and shake her head in disbelief. “He’s such a bad boy.” she smiles as her cheeks get rosier.

She packs the undies back inside the shopping bag and tosses them to one side. She grabs another bag and pours the content onto the table, the same way she did the first one.

“What is it this time?” she giggles as she peeps at what is inside the second bag. “Oh, this is much better.” she smile as she picks up the black halter top and a blue short slit skirt.

“Now, this is the Alfred that I know.” she chuckles lightly.

She stands up to her feet and is clad in the dress she picked. Melanie smiles at how plump her boobs look on the top without putting on a bra.

She picks up a brush and starts working on her hair. She tries packing her head up but then she remembers her fiance and how he has always told her not to pack her hair.

“Weird taste.” she put her mouth, letting the corner of her mouth down.

“He said I always look cute no matter what I wear, so why can’t I pack my hair and still look cute.” she grabs her hair up and stare at her reflection in the mirror. “I look… Weird.” she chuckles and lets her hair down.

She has always looked beautiful in a tight ponytail but doesn’t know why she looks different now that she wanted to try the old style. “Perhaps it’s because it’s been a while since I last pack it up.” she shrugs her shoulders.

Her gaze drifts to the necklace on her neck, she moves her hand to the pendant and a light smile creeps up her face.

“I should have known from the beginning that he loves me.” she smile as she remember the day he wore the necklace. “He gave me the sign that he was into me but I was too scared to notice; scared of falling for my boss.” her cheeks glow in a beautiful smile.

She stares at her reflection in the mirror and nods her head in satisfaction. “No matter the matter, I will always look stunning.” she winks and picks up a coral lipgloss from her purse.

She twists it open and applies it to her lips. “Do I need to wear makeup?” she mumbles to herself, checking her face in the mirror. “It’s not necessarily, he will notice and tell me not to try hard; you’re beautiful, with or without makeup,” she says the last line in his voice before erupting in a pearl of laughter.

It has been a while since they all left to have a bath, after having done with hers, Melanie decides to go check up on Mr Gordon in his room.

She jogs happily to his room and twists the doorknob without knocking. She entered inside to meet him drying his wet body with a thick towel in his hand.

Holy fuck?!

Upon seeing him dripping wet with just a boy short on, Melanie turn around to head back to her room.

“Babe, why are you leaving? Ain’t you here to see me?” he asks, moving closer to her.

With her heart as heavy as a rock, Melanie turns around to look at his dreamy face. “I… I’m here to… To see you.” she stuttered, her mouth suddenly seeming heavy that she couldn’t bring herself to move it.

“So, why are you leaving?” he asks, stepping in front of her face.

Melanie shut her lid, gulping hard with her heart racing at high speed. “Can you please put something on already?” she groans as she has started to imagine dirty things in her head.

“Why?” Mr Gordon asks curiously, he slides his hands to each side of her waist. He traces his finger from her waist to her back. “Are you embarrassed to see my bare chest? Come on you’ll be seeing more of this, from now,” he whispers to her ear and bites her earlobe.

Melanie moans into his chest as she couldn’t take it anymore. She sneaks her hands to his neck and circles her hands around it. She stands on her toes and planks a soft kiss on his lips.

Mr Gordon was about to respond to the kiss when he recollects how she left to pick up a call in the morning and how she returned with her call log wiped out. He pulls her to his body instead, hugging her tightly with his chin resting on her shoulder.