One Night Stand

Chapter 12

Gabriella’s POV

I completed my task with Hills Group International at precisely 12 p.m. on Sunday. I was so exhausted

that I packed all of my equipment into the suitcase I typically bring to work on weekends. Because I

lacked a larger bag, I opted for a piece of luggage to store my stuff. I hailed a taxi to Mrs. Hills'

residence. I was dragged along with my luggage. I approached the gates of a colossal home, much too

large for a stand-alone woman. There was a large yard and plenty of space for a toddler to run about.

The property had a swimming pool, and the mansion was suitable for a queen. Xander was swimming

with Mrs. Hills when I spotted him. I could see my son's enthusiasm. Two helpers and a couple of

bodyguards kept an eye on them while they swam. I greeted the two helpers and bodyguards who

were around. I overhear Xander speaking to Mrs. Hills "Grandma, look! I can float! I did it!" That image

brought tears to my eyes. Xander never had anyone except for me, Chloe, and Alex. Hearing him

address Mrs. Hills' grandmother moved me to tears. I never met my parents. I have no idea what they

looked like. I saw a bench and took a seat there to watch my son swim with Mrs. Hills. She then fixed

her gaze directly at me. "Oh child, I was not expecting you to arrive this early," she inquired, with a

broad grin on her face. “How was work?” she asked.

"Tiring. Since yesterday, I haven't slept well. I barely got a couple of hours of shuteye. Relaxing at

home is all I want to do." A scowl flashed on her face as she called out to a staff member, Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

"Please take Ms. Parker to one of the guest rooms, let her clean up, and allow her to relax."

"Of course, ma'am." Said the helper.

I wanted to refuse the offer, but she shot me a glance that said, "Don't give me that bullsh*t." Followed

the lady as she carried my luggage, I was devastated. I was escorted to a giant room, where the

woman ran me a bubble bath. She gestured for me to enter. I did as they attempted to strip me naked.

When I realized what they were up to, I put a stop to it. "I'm sure I'll be able to handle it on my own.

Many thanks. I'll take care of things from here." They were glancing at each other, and I noticed it. I

assured them I would be fine and they left. A bathrobe was lying on top of the bed as I exited the

bathroom. I changed into my bathrobe and rushed to bed. When I went to sleep, I didn't know what had

happened. The next morning, upon realizing I was in a strange bed, I sprung out of bed, checked the

time, decided to take a bath, and proceeded down the stairs, where I was welcomed by Mrs.

Hills.