Mr. Valdez, a 31-year-old CEO, unexpectedly falls in love with an ordinary young woman, Ms. Buka. Despite his eventful life and past traumas, he finds solace in her calm and nurturing nature. But what truly captivates him is the badass side she reve...
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Clay's POV
I came straight to my room after breakfast because I felt like I needed more sleep. I won't lie—being in his hold the whole night felt right and good, but this week itself drained me. From that long-ass flight to, luckily, landing a job and moving into a new apartment, it was a lot. But I'm not complaining. God has been really good to me.
Four hours later, I lazily opened my eyes. I definitely needed that sleep. My body felt so relaxed against these soft, fluffy sheets. I stayed lying down, facing up, recalling last night's events. I never thought I'd be one of those girls who fell in love with their boss. Oops! Did I just say the L word? Okay, it's too soon to call it love, but boy, he makes my heart flutter.
I wish I could erase that memory of him feeling bad for voicing his feelings. At that point, my mind went nuts—he had been nothing but kind. He hadn't given me any reason to look at him oddly. What broke my heart was him thinking I'd reject him because of his daughter. If only he knew about my upbringing, he'd understand why his daughter would never be the reason, not even the Mafia.
All I wanted to say was, "First of all, mister, I love how honest you've been with me and the way you've always made sure I was okay," but I couldn't say this to him because I'm a chicken. Maybe next time, when I'm confident enough. It's funny—I'm usually a firecracker with others, but he turns me into a mute. Only him.
There was a light knock on the door, and Ron came in holding grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt. He tossed them onto the bed and crawled toward me, snuggling closer.
"Hey, are you good?" he asked, rubbing my cheek. I nodded and gave him a smile.
"Okay, I brought you these to change into for now. My siblings are on their way here and are probably spending the night too," he said.
"Oh, would you be okay with me around? I can go home, I mean, I can shower quickly. It won't take long," I said. He shook his head, furrowing his brows, and then climbed on top of me, hovering above me on all fours.
"Hey, you're not going anywhere. I don't want you to go," he said, bringing his face toward mine. "Look, Clay, I really meant everything I said last night, and I'm not backing down on my word, okay? I don't know what to do to prove it to you," he added, his eyes still locked on mine.
I've gone mute again, he kept saying "I need you" over and over, he brought his body down then pulled me into his arms smashing his lips on mine. My first kiss. He kissed me, he gently sucked onto my bottom lip as I did his top, his arms pulling at my waist. I threw my arms around his neck pulling him on to me as the kiss deepened. We broke the kiss; he buried his face on the crook of my neck.
