The next few days went by. Adam was quite busy dealing with the work that was piled up in his absence. But no matter how busy he was dealing with his work or attending meetings after meetings, he would always make time for his little elf. They would eat their breakfast and dinner together, and sometimes lunch too.

Soon the day of Rachel's birthday party arrived. Luckily, it was a Saturday and the couple finally had time for themselves.

After having their breakfast, the couple headed to the garden that was located beside the mansion. They laid down on the grass, Stella cushioning her head on his arm as if it was a pillow, for her, it actually was.

Adam was lying down on his side, his eyes set on the girl, who was resting on his arm peacefully, with a soft smile embracing his lips.

The weather was cloudy with no Sun to warm up the day, so he wasn't worried about her getting sunburn.

"Katherine told me that you used to stay away from girls all your life, even when you were in kindergarten." Stella spoke up out of nowhere, shifting slightly so that she could see his face.

Adam shrugged in response. "Yeah!"

"Why is that?" Stella asked him, giving him a questioning look.

"I just find them too troublesome." Adam replied as he played with a lock of her hairs, twirling it around his finger.

"Excuse me! Am I not a girl?" Stella asked him in return, glaring at him with her eyes narrowed and her lips puckered up in a pout.

Adam looked up from her the brown locks of her hair. "You are, sweetheart, but I don't find you troublesome." He spoke up softly, his deep gray eyes gazing into her hazel ones, filled with tenderness. "No matter how annoying or troublesome you become, you will always be my little beasty."

Stella felt a warmth building up in her chest, spreading throughout her body.

"You are good with your words." Stella replied meekly.

"Oh baby girl! I am good at many things." Adam replied with a devilish grin. "Let me show you." He added as his hand went inside the baggy sweatshirt she was wearing.

Stella gasped as his fingers started to caress her waist. Adam slowly leaned his face in, bringing his lips closer to hers. Before his lips could latch on hers, he heard someone clearing his throat.

Turning his head around, he saw the old butler standing at a distance of a few steps away from them with his eyes cast down on the ground.

"Uncle Rob?" Adam called out. He knew it must be something important, or else the old butler wouldn't have interrupted them.

"This came in for Ms. Stella with a package." The old butler replied making his way towards the couple.

Adam gave Stella a questioning look to which she shrugged in response. Just like him, she had no idea about the package.

Adam took the card that the old butler was holding without moving from his position.

It was a plain white card having golden borders with something typed on it in black.

'I know you are invited for today's party. Wear this dress. I chose it personally for you.'

"What dress?" Stella asked the old butler before Adam could.

"The card was delivered with a package, a big one. It seems to be a clothing rack which is covered with a black silk cloth. I think there's a dress under it." The old butler replied to her politely.

"Who sent this?" This time, it was Adam who had asked the question.

"We don't know that. It was left at the entrance. After making sure that it didn't contain anything harmful, the guards brought it to the mansion." The old butler replied.

"If it's a dress than it must be from Katherine." Stella interrupted Adam's thought.

"Yeah! It seems like her." Adam replied after a while as he eyes the card in his hand.

"Move the dress to Stella's room." Adam asked the old butler as he passed the card back to him.

The old butler nodded and left the couple alone.

"So where were we?" Adam turned his head back to her once the old butler was out of his sight. His lips were curled up in a devilish smirk.

Before Stella could register the meaning behind his words, his lips crashed onto hers. Adam shifted his body such that he was hovering over her now. His one hand was holding both of hers, pinning them above her head, while the other one was supporting his weight as his lips hungrily sucked on to hers.

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Adam was waiting in the living room for Stella. It had been almost twenty minutes now. He was sitting on a couch, tapping his right foot on the floor as he waited for her.

He was wearing a smokey gray checkered suit with a white button-down shirt and a black vest. The top two buttons of his shirt was undone, giving him a carefree yet majestic look. He was sporting a pair of matte black leather boots.

His one hand was resting on the back of the couch while the other one was on the arm rest, holding his phone as he was scrolling through his emails.

He was getting impatient was about to go upstairs when he heard the sound of heels clicking against the floor. He raised his head and was about to her for taking so long to get ready, but the words got stuck in his throat.

'ClLANK!!!' His phone slipped through his fingers, clattering against the marbled floor. The sound resonating in the quiet living room.