Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 54

"Mr. Collins is in the loop and he’s cool with you staying over." The butler added.

Rosemary was puzzled. Her dad agreed, just like that?!

No way!!

"Here’s a voice message from your dad." Phillip opened his phone and played it for her.

"I’m definitely more at ease with Rosemary staying at your place, so I guess I won’t wait up for her tonight." Kenneth’s voice came out.

After all, she was bound to become a McMillian sooner or later. Plus, Phillip promised there’d be no room–sharing with Romeo. He just fancied his future daughter–in–law and wanted her to stay a night at Fairfield Villa, With dozens of servants around the manor, there was no way anything could happen under their watch.

At this point, Kenneth couldn’t really object and had to let it slide.

Rosemary did not expect her dad to agree so casually.

"Romeo, take Rosemary to the room on the south side of the third floor. I’ve had it cleaned." After Phillip finished, he turned to the butler, "Get Rosemary a lantern, and also find out when the power would be

back on. It has been a while!"

"Right away." The butler promptly brought a lantern to Rosemary.

"I got it." Romeo reached out to take it, leading Rosemary upstairs with his other hand.

Although everything was dark, the warm light from the lantern and the warmth from his hand gave Rosemary a sense of security.

"Are you afraid of the dark?" Romeo turned to ask the little lady following behind.

Before Rosemary could answer, Romeo put his arm around her shoulders, "If you are, just stay close to me."

Rosemary wasn’t even afraid of ghosts, let alone darkness. It was nothing compared to what she had been through. When they arrived at the room, Rosemary realized that the lantern was kind of unnecessary. The room was so large that the dim light did little to brighten it up. Overall, it was still dark.

In the dim light, Romeo looked at the girl in front of him. Her sparkling eyes were like stars in the night sky, radiating a captivating glow. Her casual aura was like a charming queen.

"I’ll stay with you until the power’s back." He couldn’t resist touching her face.

Only then did he realize how soft, tender, and smooth her face was. It was a bit small, and his hand could easily cover it.

Rosemary turned her face away, "You go do your thing."

"I’ve got nothing to do." Romeo said.

"Then go keep your grandpa company." Rosemary said.

"Grandpa’s had a long day. He’s going to bed." Romeo said.

Rosemary looked at the clingy guy in front of her, somewhat helpless, "Then you go to your own room."

"I want to stay here with you." Romeo could feel his breathing becoming more rapid. The girl’s elegant scent made him want to get closer and closer. Just then, his phone rang. After answering, he told the girl in his arms, "There’s a power outage due to equipment failure. No electricity tonight." Rosemary didn’t

reply.

"I’m going to check if there are any clothes that need washing." If he didn’t leave now, he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself. Walking into the walk–in closet in the room, Romeo found it

empty.

"Hang tight for a bit, I’ll go grab you some clothes." Romeo said.

He quickly left and soon returned, "These outfits were prepped in advance by gramps, Not sure if they’ll fit."

Rosemary was speechless. Did Phillip foresee that she would stay?

Rosemary picked up the clothes and examined them under the dim light. The wardrobe was filled with sexy camis and lace sheer dresses. Not a single one was appropriate.

Romeo obviously noticed this too and he smiled as he saw the twinkle in the young girl’s eyes.

"I’ll get my own clothes." Romeo said.

Romeo left again and returned with his own shirts and pajamas for her to choose from. As the pajamas were too big, Rosemary picked up his shirt and chose a relatively conservative bra from the pile of overly sexy clothes, then grabbed a lamp and prepared to go into the bathroom.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the bedroom door shut, and Romeo couldn’t open it again.

"Philip, you’re too cunning, thinking up this way for them to bond!" Brodie was holding back laughter as he looked at the tightly shut door, "I bet the young master will call me for a key any minute now."

Sure enough, Romeo immediately called Brodie.

Suppressing his laughter, Brodie picked up and seriously explained, "Sir, that room was prepared temporarily for the young lady, and there’s no spare key. Can you stay there for the night?"

"This is outrageous." Romeo’s cool voice came through the phone. Clearly, he had figured it out.

"What do you mean? Sir, I can’t hear you. My signal is bad, hello? Sir, hello??" Brodie quickly hung up and turned off his phone.

Romeo looked at the girl before him in the dark, his voice enchanting, "Looks like you’re stuck with me tonight."

Phillip sure was crafty!

"Whatever." Rosemary didn’t care. At this point, his grandpa wasn’t going to hand over the key. The door wasn’t a smart lock, so there’s no hacking its system. Unless they had tools to pick the lock. But if

Phillip thought of this, he definitely wouldn’t leave any tools in the room.

Rosemary went into the bathroom with the lamp. Soon, her vague yet seductive silhouette was reflected on the frosted glass door. The bathroom door had clearly been replaced, and it was much more

transparent than before. Romeo hadn’t expected his grandpa to go to such lengths to help them bond.

The silhouette on the glass was faint but tantalizing. Romeo’s breaths became heavier, and he could feel himself stirring, instinctively looking away and trying to focus on the view outside. The sound of

water outside and the scent of the bath pulled his gaze back.

Rosemary’s shadow was slender and beautiful. Even through the bathroom door, he could imagine her sultry charm.

Romeo got up and walked over to the window, hoping the breeze could cool his burning desire.

When Rosemary finished her bath and came out, she saw his tall figure by the window and casually said,

"I’m done with my bath."

Romeo turned around, and the desire he had managed to suppress came rushing back. The steam from the bathroom filled the room, like some mysterious smoke spreading from her.

Rosemary was wearing his white shirt, and her face fresh from the bath was even more delicate and tender. When the corner of her eyes slightly lifted, she was seductive and mesmerizing. The beautiful

collarbone exposed by the wide collar was like a butterfly ready to take flight. And those long, smooth, slender legs quickened his heartbeat and made his breath hitch.

"I’m going to take a shower." Romeo picked up the pajamas she chose, stepped into the bathroom. He feared that if he lingered a moment longer, his emotions would overwhelm his rationality.

Her post–bath scent was still lingering in the air; it seemed like he would have to take a cold shower to cool off tonight.