Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Oliver's hands were like a furnace as they circled Josefina's waist, and the words that spilled from his mouth sent a shiver down her spine.

Josefina swiftly pushed him away, her gaze wary as she looked at him. "Oliver, aren't you scared of getting caught?"

He pulled her back into his embrace. "If we get caught, you'll have to make an honest man out of me."

Josefina was torn between laughter and frustration. She had never expected Oliver to be so brazen. Initially, she thought he was cold, aloof, and difficult to get along with. It turned out he just had no shame. "Oliver, you should go back. I have to work tomorrow."

"I'll drive you to work."

"No need, I can take my car. It's late. If your granddad looks for you and you're not home, what then?"

to let go, his head buried in the crook of her

at her wit's end. She was sure that Oliver should be

wouldn't listen. If he didn't spend the night here, he wouldn't rest easy. This man was

late-night visit, he was informed that Oliver hadn't returned. He looked at Bennett

"Sir, you know the answer to that. If Mr. Oliver's not here, he surely is with

grin stretched from ear to ear as he paced excitedly in the living

catching on. And here I thought he didn't have an eye for the ladies. It turns out he just hadn't met one that could make his heart skip a beat. Now, I can look forward to holding my grandkids! Bennett chuckled, "Sir, you worry too much. With Mr. Oliver's competence, the

"Bringing Oliver back was the wisest decision of my life. If I'd left it to Rowan, that ungrateful child, the Baldwin

was one of resignation. He had watched

cherish his wife, instead finding a mistress, leading to a

"If it weren't for that incident five years ago, I wouldn't be pressuring Oliver to marry quickly and secure an heir for the Baldwin

surely stay and be a

Oliver before, and I don't want to start now. I'm old, and I can only rest