45| Their encounters

Miranda hadn't anticipated the kiss, as Derrick deepened the kiss, not giving her a chance to breathe. His lips savored every part of her soft lips, kissing her fervently and drawing her in to himself as he wanted to ravish her.

His body had been burning hot with intense desire to quench, and having her standing so close to himself. Derrick couldn't explain what came over him, and as their lips parted, they were both breathing heavily, while Miranda was stunned and wanted to bolt away from his sitting room, not expecting Derrick to kiss her.

She remembered his mother had told her that she wanted her only son to marry her, and that was why she had adopted her. Although, Miranda's heart grew with excitement as her heartbeat quickened, but with the way Derrick had spoken to her so softly and with the way his lips tasted of alcohol in her mouth, she knew he was drunk and acting under the influence of alcohol, as the real Master Derrick that she knows was arrogant, mean, and he disliked po