Please Me Daddy (Gracie) novel Chapter 132

It’s a shame your boss won’t be around to take it off

Grace

“Aunt, Mommy said I should call you for breakfast. You’re going to be late for work!”

There was a knock at the door followed by Lucas’s little voice shouting through it.

I groaned softly, shifting under the blanket. The sheet was warm and tangled around my legs, and for a moment, I didn’t want to move. I clutched the blanket over my body, rolled onto my back, and blinked slowly at the ceiling, my mind still fuzzy.

“Aunt, should I come in? You have to wake up, you have a very important event today!”

Event?

I frowned, blinking again as the words slowly made their way through my sleepy brain. Then it hit me.

The gala!

I jolted upright, the blanket slipping down and the cold air brushing against my bare skin. My heart skipped a beat as the memory of last night hit me like a freight train.

“Apollo…” I whispered, my eyes locked on the phone sitting on the nightstand.

Heat flushed my face as every detail came rushing back, the call, his voice, the way I had sounded saying his name, the things he’d made me do. My stomach twisted, churning with a mix of shame and desire.

“Oh God,” I muttered, covering my face with both hands.

I really had phone sex with my boss.

The thought alone made my pulse quicken again. Me, of all people, the same woman who got nervous changing in front of mirrors, who double–checked her phone camera wasn’t on whenever someone was around. And yet, last night, I had boldly touched myself while he watched.

“Jesus, Grace…” I shook my head, trying to push the heat creeping up my neck away. But the more I tried not to think about it, the more the images came back. He was so beautiful last night, especially the look on his face

when he came.

My thighs pressed together instinctively.

“Aunt? Why aren’t you answering? Is something wrong? Should I call Mom?”

Lucas’s voice jolted me back to reality. I froze.

“No! No, sweetheart, I’m fine,” I called quickly, scrambling for words. “I’ll be down in a minute, okay? Go wait for me downstairs!”

“Okay, Aunt!” he said cheerfully before his footsteps faded away.

I exhaled a long, shaky sigh and ran a hand through my messy hair. “Snap out of it, Grace,” I muttered to myself. “You’ve got a big event today, no time to be daydreaming about your boss giving you another good orgasm.”

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I nodded firmly, as if that would reset my brain, then got out of bed. My legs felt weak as I walked over to the table where my phone sat. It was still propped up from last night, black screen dead.

“Perfect,” I whispered dryly.

Plugging it into the charger, I headed straight for the bathroom, determined to wash away every trace of last night’s heat before I lost my mind completely.

I didn’t spend long in the shower. Just a quick rinse, but long enough to wash the sleep off and clear my head. The moment I stepped out, water still dripping down my skin, I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around myself, and padded straight to the closet.

I wasn’t in the mood to overthink my outfit, I wanted something simple for the day. But as I reached for a shirt, something caught my eye.

A blue dress.

I frowned, raising an eyebrow. I didn’t remember buying that.

Curious, I pulled it out. The color was deep and rich, the kind of blue that shifted slightly under the light. The fabric felt soft between my fingers, it looked expensive. That’s when I noticed the small sticky note attached to

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[Grace, this is from your amazing friends. I chose the dress, but Wyatt paid for it. Anyway, you need a dress for today’s event, and I don’t want you wearing one of those baggy outfits. You can wear your disguise, but wear something beautiful.]

For a moment, I just stared at the dress, touched by the gesture. Sometimes, I wondered if I really deserved them. I’d never done anything grand for them, but they always seemed to give and give, as if making me happy was reason enough. They were the first people who showed me I didn’t need to earn love, it was just given.

I smiled, my chest tightening a little. “This is the first time Eleanor’s taste isn’t weird,” I murmured to myself, shaking my head.

I slipped the dress off the hanger and pulled it on. When I looked in the mirror, I froze.

It had been a long time since I’d worn something this beautiful. The dress hugged me in all the right places, showing my curves, the soft dip of my waist, the shape of my hips, the swell of my breasts. It wasn’t revealing, but it was stunning.

I reached for my wig and glasses, completing my disguise. When I looked at myself again, I couldn’t help but grin. I looked like a hot nerd.

I stepped out of my room, following the mouthwatering scent wafting through the hallway. The closer I got, the stronger it was.

When I entered the living room, I saw Eleanor, Wyatt, and the twins all gathered around the table, eating and laughing.

Liana was the first to notice me. She looked up, froze, then gasped. “Oh my God! Aunt, you look so beautiful!”

All eyes turned to me.

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Wyatt’s smile spread slowly, approving and proud. Laucas’s fork dropped from his hand, his mouth slightly open. And Eleanor’s grin stretched from ear to ear, her eyes sparkling with triumph.

I stood there, trying not to blush under their stares.

“What do you think?” I asked.

Liana opened her mouth, probably ready to give her usual opinion, but before she could speak, Lucas suddenly jumped up from his chair and ran toward me.

“Aunt!” he shouted, his eyes bright with excitement. “Will you marry me?”

I blinked. “What?”

“I’m serious!” he said, puffing out his chest like a tiny man. “I want to marry you. I’m a-”

Before he could finish, Liana came marching over, hands on her hips, and whacked him lightly on the head.

“Ow!” Lucas yelped, clutching his head.

“Don’t say nonsense,” Liana scolded. “You’re not good enough for her.”

Lucas’s mouth fell open in disbelief. “What do you mean? I am perfect for her!”

Liana shook her head firmly. “No. The only person good enough for her is her hot boss.”

I nearly choked on air.

Lucas‘ face fell, his lips trembling in heartbreak. He looked seconds away from crying, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Alright, that’s enough matchmaking for today,” I said, reaching out to place my hands gently on both their heads. “Thank you so much, guys, for the compliments.”

They both grinned, and I felt warmth spread through my chest.

“Come on,” I said, motioning toward the table. “Let’s eat before the food gets cold.”

We all sat down together. I took the seat beside Eleanor, and Wyatt immediately reached over to pour me a drink.

“Thank you,” I said, taking a small sip and smiling at him. “And thank you so much for the dress.”

Eleanor leaned in close, her voice dropping to a teasing whisper. “You look so hot. It’s a shame your boss won’t be around to take it off.”

I rolled my eyes at her, trying to hide my smile. “You’re impossible.”

She just smirked, clearly enjoying every bit of my embarrassment.

As much as I wanted to brush it off, I couldn’t stop my mind from drifting there. Because she was right. It was a shame Apollo wouldn’t be the one to take it off.

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