As she was lost in thought, she barely heard Fanny when she suddenly spoke up.

"That's weird..." She hummed, tilting her head to the side as she compared the notes on the clipboard to the rest of the medicine in the cupboard.


"What's so strange?" Rosabella asked.

Fanny counted the packages again before putting down the brochure and crossing her arms.

"The filing says we should have ten packs of monthly birth control pills, but we only have four left. There's no note of anyone in the house who took them."


Rosabella's breathing quickened as she prayed that Fanny wouldn't look directly at her but would keep busy looking at the notes on the files and cabinets.

"There's Kaylin..." Rosabella licked her lips and swallowed hard to try to get rid of the dry sensation she felt in her throat.


Fanny gasped, accepting the answer without asking a second time.

"No doubt she'll need it. But even if that's the case... we're still too short... and Audrey clearly isn't taking them."

Bracing herself, Rosabella knew that it was all up to her if Fanny would believe what she was going to say or not.

Lying and saying she took the pill for reasons like irregular periods would make perfect sense.

Only Rosabella had a hard time lying to Fanny.

The problem is that when she and Fanny talk about anything else, it's easy to pretend that nothing happened.

But what if her best friend would question her directly?

"Uhm, I took them too."

As expected, Fanny immediately turned to look at her.

"You have?"

Rosabella nodded.

"You know... just for cramps and stuff... I've been unusual since living here."

Holding her gaze, she could tell that Fanny didn't buy it.

"So why don't you record it?" She asked on purpose but didn't want to put Rosabella in position.

Against the embarrassed blush on her cheeks, Rosabella just shrugged and tried to appear nonchalant.

"I guess I forgot. See, I forgot to do the same thing with Kaylin's prescription." She laughed, feeling that the other nurse in the room was not convinced.

Although, Fanny was receptive enough not to insist on an issue that made Rosabella uncomfortable.

So shrugging, she just added a comment to the file before moving on to another drug.

---

During dinner, Vengo couldn't stop talking about his newborn daughter.

Even Michel seemed a little annoyed that he was speechless about his steak, despite understanding that showing his boredom wouldn't be the most appropriate thing to do.

As they all made fun of him, pampering Vengo by talking about this exciting time in his life, Rosabella suddenly felt Charles's hand on her upper thigh, however, surprised when the touch lasts only a second.

Looking down at her lap, she noticed that he had placed a small folded piece of paper there that she guessed must be a note he wanted her to read.

Although knowing it would look suspicious if she tried to read it under the table, Rosabella just left it there until they finished dinner, quickly disappearing back to her room shortly after leaving her can find what he wants.

Her heart was pounding with excitement, her gaze swept over the words, causing her lips to instantly curl into a smile.

Meet me in my room after 11 pm. Wear what I bought for you.

Charles.

Frowning, Rosabella folded the paper. What did he buy for her? But he didn't buy her anything.

However, when she lifted her head, she immediately spotted a square champagne box, wrapped with a pale pink bow, placed at the foot of the bed.

Running there, Rosabella quickly untied the bowstring and lifted the cap, her breath immediately rising as she realized what the contents were.

Without delay, her heart began to beat very fast and her knees turned to jelly when she saw the underwear in front of her.

Carefully removing the pieces, Rosabella examined the black see-through bra with the delicate lace trim, to her surprise, the suspenders she guessed needed to be matched with lace stockings as well.

Oh yeah, Charles loves all things chic and Rosabella can't deny that this piece of clothing is sure to fit his perfect taste.

---

Rosabella didn't bother knocking, but just entered his room, entering to find Charles sitting on the couch, one leg crossed over the other, drink in hand as if waiting for her.

Taking a few steps towards him, she stood speechless in front of him and looked at him.

He has to tell her what he wants her to do and she will do exactly that, not moving an inch as she quietly gives him a defiant look.

To her surprise, Charles' eyes were on her, not her body, but again, she was still wearing the same dress and heels she had worn to dinner.

Taking a sip of his drink, which is a rare sight as Charles never drinks, he cleared his throat and finally spoke.

"I hope you changed what's underneath that dress."

"Want to find out?" She tilted her head to the side, letting her long wavy hair fall over her shoulders like a satin veil.

God, the tension in the room was so thick she could feel its impact between her legs.

Charles placed his drink on the tea table and leaned back on the couch, patting his lap.

"Come here, Rosabella."

Rosabella walked over to him, lifted the hem of her dress a little, and pressed it on top of him.

Saying nothing, he reached out and wrapped his palm around her neck, pulling her forward until her face was just an inch away from his.

"Kiss me..." He whispered.

And she did. Hungry Rosabella covered his mouth as she tasted him, running her tongue along his bottom lip before dipping it in and finding his.

Without thinking, her hands immediately rested on his shoulders, but Charles stopped her by bringing them to the center of his chest and leading them to the center of his chest.