Gabriel groaned as he rolled over in his bed, his head throbbing from the aftermath of a night of heavy drinking. He squinted his eyes open, trying to make sense of the figure lying next to him. As his vision came into focus, he realized with a start that it was Davina, his son Mikey's nanny.
He took a moment to appreciate the sight of her - her fiery red hair fanned out on the pillow, her toned body bared to his gaze, and her green eyes closed in sleep. He felt a sense of panic wash over him as he remembered the events of the previous night. He had slept with his son's nanny, taking her virginity in a drunken haze.
Gingerly, Gabriel reached out and shook Davina's shoulder, trying to act as casual as possible. "Davina, wake up," he said, his voice husky with sleep.
Davina stirred, her green eyes fluttering open as she looked around in confusion. She realized with a start that she was in Gabriel's bed, naked. She quickly pulled the sheets up to cover herself, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
"What the hell happened last night, Gabriel?" she demanded, her voice sharp with anger.
Gabriel stammered, trying to come up with an excuse. "I...I don't know. We had a few drinks, and things just happened," he said lamely.
Davina rolled her eyes, her expression dripping with sarcasm. "Nice try, but I'm not buying it. You're a grown man, not some frat boy who can't hold his liquor," she said.
Gabriel tried to defend himself, but Davina cut him off. "Look, I'm not some innocent little girl who's going to swoon over you because you're a mafia boss. I have needs, just like anyone else," she said, her voice firm.
Gabriel was taken aback by Davina's directness. He was used to women simpering and fawning over him, not speaking their minds like Davina. He couldn't help but admire her strength and confidence.
"I didn't mean to take advantage of you, Davina. I promise," he said, his voice sincere.
Davina looked at him for a moment, her expression softening. "I know you didn't, Gabriel. But we can't let this happen again. I can't lose my job," she said, her voice steady.
Gabriel nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "You're right. I'll make sure it doesn't," he said, his voice firm.
Davina nodded, satisfied with his response. She swung her legs over the side of the bed, standing up to gather her clothes. Gabriel couldn't help but watch her, admiring the curve of her hips and the graceful way she moved.
As she dressed, Davina turned to him. "I'll see you later, Gabriel," she said, her voice cool and detached.
Gabriel nodded, watching as she walked out of the room. He couldn't help but feel a sense of loss as she left, a feeling he couldn't quite put his finger on. He knew that they couldn't let what happened last night happen again, but he couldn't help but wonder what could have been.
With a sigh, Gabriel swung his legs over the side of the bed, standing up to face the day. He had a lot to make up for, and he was determined to do whatever it took to make things right.
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