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that way. We should have never engaged in any type of sexual activity together.”
    Gabriel remained deathly silent as she came upon her door.
    “Have a pleasant rest of your evening, my lord,” she stated as she opened her door.
    As she went to walk through, he leaned in against her back, which made her shiver, and whispered, “Pleasant dreams, Miss Goodwin. I am sure I will have the enjoyable evening you wished for me.” With that said he let her cross the threshold and close the door.
    She stayed her back against the cold hard wood. Emma fell in over her head. The earl was devastatingly handsome, and he seemed to find her attractive. She tasted desire at his lips, and she longed for more. Her heart beat quickly at the thought of his hands upon her breasts again. She quivered and moved into the room. She hoped she could sleep tonight without images of her employer touching her, bringing her to an incredible orgasm, tasting her cum upon his fingers.
    Gabriel did not need to enter her room or read her thoughts to smell slippery cum. The lady may say she did not want his cock, but her twat defied her words. He felt the hunger rise inside of him as he made his way to his office.
    As it went, Gabriel and Emma shared the evening meal with the children and subsequently placed them to bed each evening. He would walk her down the long hallway and bid her a good rest.
    Emma closed her eyes and dreamed of her employer that night. Touching her, loving her, and bringing her to an orgasm. Each time she awoke she felt empty and bereft of company. As a few days and nights passed, Emma found herself forming feelings for Gabriel. Feelings that were akin to love. She denied herself and made excuses, but as she said good evening to Gabriel last evening, she almost asked him into her room for intercourse. Emma always promised herself she would wait for marriage as it was expected of her. However, she wanted a union of love and mutual trust, and she realized if she was willing to give her virginity to Gabriel, she was in love with him.
    Gabriel sat at his desk and cursed himself a weak fool. He visited Mercy each night as she slept. He felt a rake and a cad for watching her as she brought herself to an explosive orgasm, spilling her cum on her night rail. His heart that no longer beat felt a tug at the thought of Mercy. He had never met anyone who made him act thus. He denied the idea that he could possibly be in love with her. He could at no time love a woman. He would not bring a human across to be the monster he knew he was. He had to stop this. He must stop this. She would only be hurt in the end, and he would be alone for all eternity.
    That evening he did not go to her.
    As she taught the children, she dreamed of Gabriel and his loving touch. Her heart warmed at the idea of children and marriage with Gabriel. She knew it was fanciful, but the dream was there nevertheless. She had to remind herself that she was his governess and employers rarely married their help.
     
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    The duke sat upon his chair drinking a measure of scotch when a footman showed another man in.
    “We have had no trace of her, your grace. It is as if she has vanished into a thin air. We have had men scouring the countryside for her. She has yet to be seen. Shall I move on to the servants?” the man asked.
    The duke was prepared for this. “Indeed, find her maid and question her again, thoroughly. She must know where her mistress has gone. Find her by any means necessary.”
    “What of her father?”
    “I have his cooperation, and I believe he has no idea of where she had fled. He has more to lose if she does not marry me,” he stated.
    “Very well, your grace.”
    The man left the room leaving the duke to his drink and his thoughts.
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    Gabriel was waking up from his death sleep as George walked in.
    “To what do I owe this pleasure, George?” he asked.
    “I have inquired about our governess and have yet to find anyone that knows of her