Babysitting The Billionaire’s Adult Son

The humming of the hand dryer is what wakes Melanie up from her beauty sleep. She turn on her side and open her eyes slowly, only to meet with the morning ray that is emerging from the large window; followed by Mr Gordon who had his back on her.

Melanie knows she is not in her room and the incident of the previous night flash through her mind. she smiles as she recalled how she shared the same bed with her boss for the second time. Not as her friend but as her lover.

“Are you finally up?” Mr Gordon asks from the dresser, his baritone voice echoed through the room, and his voice sounds so thick and inviting.

Melanie grins upon hearing his voice “Yes. I’m up. Good morning!” a beautiful smile plaster on her face as she realises that she finally has what she has been hoping for.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked, veering his broad back on her while continuing with his hair that he is drying.

Melanie rolls down the duvet from her body, she stuck her feet out of the bed and stand up to her feet. She stretches her body and strides towards the dresser.

“Going to the office?” she asks the moment she gets to his side.

Mr Gordon switches off the hand dryer and turns to stare at Melanie’s face. “I’m not going to the office today. I took days off from work.” he smile, pulling her to sit on his lap.

“Why taking days off? Are you going somewhere?” she asks, brushing his hair with her hand. She notices that there is still water in his hair, she grabs the hand dryer and turns it back on.

“Hmm,” he nods to her questions. “I won’t be going to the office this week and next. I’m heading somewhere and it’s important.” he rests his chin on her boobs, Melanie gasps at first but smiles it off as she continues working on his hair.

“Seeing you getting all dressed this early, are you preparing for the place you said you’re heading to?” she asks, switching off the dryer.

“Yes. And I need to get it done with.” he gazes at her face, seeing how she stays focused on his hair, he smiles and squeezes her waist lightly.

A light gasp escape her mouth, she moves her hip on his lap and he let go of her waist. “Understood!” Mr Gordon raises his hands in surrender. “I won’t touch without seeking permission.” he moves his hand to his jaw and then pinches it lightly.

Melanie shook her head before coming down from his lap. “Stop making a big deal out of it.” she rolls her eyes.

Melanie move her gaze to the table, and her eyes catch up with the numerous band laying carelessly on the table, she grabs two of them and turns over to Mr Gordon.

“What do you say, having your hair band in a man bun?” she asks, raising the two bands to his face.

Mr Gordon shrugs off his shoulders. “If that will make me look hotter, why not give it a shot!” he winks, causing Melanie to choke on her saliva. She wasn’t expecting such a reply from him.

“Hotter? You sure you’re not meeting with some girls where you’re going?” she scoffs, scoping his hair in her hand. Melanie moves the band to his hair and packs it in a tight man bun.

“Why would you say that? No matter how hot I may look or seem, I only have eyes for you.” She smiles, grabbing her hand as he speaks.

“Still doubting me?” he asks, not taking his eyes off her face.

Melanie hitch her nape nervously. “You should know I didn’t mean all that I said.” she stutters and she speaks. She couldn’t bring herself to look him in the eyes, instead she lower her gaze to the floor.

Mr Gordon didn’t say anything, he nods his head and fix his gaze on the mirror, focusing on his hair. He notices how sexy he looks with his hair packed up in a man bun. Not only is he cute with short hair, but he is also cool in his packed hair and hopes he would start rocking his new hairstyle.

Melanie moves farther away from him after packing his hair. “I need to change from this dress,” she mumbles, louder enough for him to hear. “It feels as though I’m being thrown in my grandfather’s dress.” she chuckles as she stares mockingly at the night dress.

“In your grandfather’s dress?” Mr Gordon repeats her statement, he stands up from the seat and takes a few steps closer to her, not minding the confused look on her face. “How the hell does my dress looks like that of a ‘grandpa’?” he glare at her, and he did an air quote on the last phrase.

Melanie gulp hard like never before. She crosses her right arm over her left arm, hitching the side of her arm. “Do you by any chance… Hold on, are you referring to me as an old man?” Mr Gordon asks, he rests his hands on both sides of her waist, staring deep into her eyes.

“Look at this sexy man in front of your eyes and tell him he’s an old man,” he says, speaking of himself in the third person.

Melanie laughs nervously; she raises her palm to his chest and pushes him off. “Who says you’re sexy? Old man?” she smirks weirdly at him.

“What? How can you say that? You have no idea how many ladies out there that want me as their man. Reason? Because they find me hot and spicy.” he winks at her, giving her a seducing roll of his long-reddish tongue.

“Spicy? Oh, please!” Melanie scoffs, then roll her eyes at him. “I know you are handsome but you are not in any way spicy to me.” she chuckles, staring into his eyes dreamily.

“Oh, really?” he smirks, towering over her. He moves his face to the side of her neck, then licks her neck up to her ear. “Why then did I always see you stealing glances at me?” he asks, nipping her earlobe as he speaks.

His breath on Melanie’s skin makes her shake nervously, she fondles her dress and then steps away from him. “I don’t know what you are talking about?” she fibs, taking her gaze to the window.

Mr Gordon chuckles lightly. “It’s alright, don’t be ashamed.” he grins as he pulls her closer to himself. “I’m glad you have been checking me out all this while. If not, how would I know I’m this spicy?!” he stuck his tongue out, then rolled it around his mouth, licking the upper part of his lip in the process.

“Ahh,” Melanie slap his chest. She rolls her eyes at what he’s doing, he’s having an effect on her and she knows that. “Stop being annoying.” she chuckles and walks up to the exit.

“Will you stay for breakfast?” she asks, twisting the doorknob.

“No,” he hitches his nape. “Have breakfast with Archie; I will be on my way once I get dressed,” he added, taking his glance at the wristwatch on the table.

Melanie nods her head in total understanding. “Make sure you have breakfast; don’t skip meals,” she instructs, smiling as she watches the seductive look on his face.

“Alright, mom! I will do as I was told.” he winks.

Melanie shook her head before heading out of the room. She strides to her room and yanks off the nightwear from her body. She dumps it inside the bin and walks to her room.

It’s the weekend, meaning; she will be staying at home with Archie; probably.

She pick up her brush as soon as she entered the bathroom. Her gaze fixed on her reflection in the Mirror. “I can’t believe we are now dating.” she beams with a smile as her palm find its way to her lips. “And we kissed.” she smile as the occurrence flashes through her mind.

Her sight unconsciously drifts to the ring on her finger. She screamed inwardly, the joy she felt wouldn’t let her keep all the merit to herself.

“I can’t wait to tell Kayla about this, she will be so happy.” she giggles, and heaven knows she will get taunted by Kayla.

“I knew it, he also has an eye for you.” she rolls her eyes as she thinks of what her friend would likely say to her.

Melanie wash her mouth at the sink before settling her toothbrush back into the holder. She steps under the shower and has the hot water run down her body.

She sings loudly to the song that is playing in her head.

The shower stopped running, she step out of the shower and slid her feet into her purple flip-flop. She picks up a towel from the folds and wraps it over her chest, before walking back to her room, to get dressed for the morning.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

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Melanie stop moving when she hears the sound of footsteps emerging from her back. She turns around and her face meets Archie who is walking with her eye half closed.

“Archie!” she calls out to him, the young boy flips his eyes open in surprise.

“You are here, I didn’t see you.” he chuckled, his eyes seeming dry with dark circles under his eyes.

“Good morning!” Melanie greeted, not taking her gaze off his eyes.

“Morning mom!” Archie groans and then moves his hand to his head, in an attempt to stop his headache.

“What were you doing all night?” she asks, moving closer to him, she moves her palm to his forehead and her eyes widen in shock.

“I spent the night at the workroom, drawing all night with loud music blasting from my headset,” he says truthfully, having no reason to lie to someone he’s now seeing as his mother.

“What a boy?!” Melanie shook her head in disbelief.” Why would you do that? If this is what you are going to do to yourself all in the name of hobby,” she paused, staring dagger at his face. “I will arrange a timetable for you and believe me you will have enough time for sleep and little or no time for a hobby.” she threatened him, Archie’s eyes widened in shock, he couldn’t believe she was thinking of doing such to him just because he skipped a night sleep.

“What? Oh, no, you can’t do that mom,” he whines and hastily wrap his hands around her arm. “You know I’ve never done that before, huh? This will be the last time I’m going to skip sleep, okay?” he grins.

Melanie stares at his face, she rolls her eyes when he keeps giving her an assuring nod. “Yeah, last warning.” she pats his head before starting to move her legs towards the stairs.

Getting downstairs, they make breakfast with toast and milk. Melanie tells Archie stories as they have their breakfast happily on the couch in the living room.

Walking back from the kitchen after rinsing the used plates.

“What do you want to do today?” Melanie asks as soon as they get back to the living room.

“Hmm,” Archie tilt his head, thinking of what he has planned on doing. “I don’t think I have anywhere I want to go, but I do have things that I have to do.” he smiles, resting his head on the backrest.

“Something like drawing?” Melanie asks catching up with the thought in his mind.

“Omg! How did you catch up so fast?” he chuckle as he stare at her with a smug grin on his face.

“It’s clearly shown on your face, you are getting attached to your workroom.” she smile brightly, plunging onto the couch. “Then, what about me?” she groans as she doesn’t have anywhere or anything to do.

Archie pouts his lips. “How about I entertain you with my skills?” Archie suggests, sitting up on the couch.

“No. We are going on a vacation.” Mr Gordon says from the door. He enters fully inside the house with tons of shopping bags in his hands.