BEYOND PROFESSIONAL BOUNDARIES

Rubi was slightly surprised to hear a sound behind the partially closed bedroom door. She was instantly taken aback as she walked past the room and accidentally caught sight of two people making love inside. She watched as the woman gradually removed her clothes in front of a man sitting on the bed. It felt like she was witnessing a scene from a blue film that she often watched on various websites.

Rubi stared as the woman unzipped her back, and at that moment, a glint in the man's eye seemed as if he wanted to undress her completely. The man's shirt buttons were already half-open, revealing his glistening chest due to sweat.

Then, the man stood up and gently pushed the woman onto the bed. The woman didn't resist, instead, she surrendered and allowed the man to be on top of her. Rubi, who was watching this, felt almost a cold sweat forming, and she continued to watch the two of them passionately engaged. She could only swallow hard, her heart racing as she witnessed the scene.

Rubi, who had been living alone for so long, certainly had moments when she longed for such experiences. Especially nearing her menstrual cycle, those desires were undeniable. If there were women who watched blue films, she considered it quite normal. She was just an ordinary human herself, and sometimes there were triggers that led her to watch such films. After years of living alone, there must be a desire to satisfy those urges.

"Erin," the disheveled man whispered, his heavy breathing audible in Rubi's ear.

Rubi watched as the man was now lying on top of the woman, their foreheads pressed against each other. "You shouldn't have come here," the man whispered softly.

"I'm messed up, Dar," the woman said with a sigh.

"Messed up with work?" he whispered again while kissing the woman's neck.

"Yes, I'm so stressed with work," the woman moaned.

"I need you, Dar," he said again, closing his eyes and savoring the man's kisses.

The man gently caressed Erin's hair, all the while kissing her softly. Erin closed her eyes, savoring the man's touch and letting out a soft moan. Then, she buried her face in his neck. Their breaths became irregular, their lips danced against each other, tongues intertwining. Moans escaped from the woman's lips as the man found her most sensitive spots.

Rubi observed as the contours of the man's body merged with Erin's. She intensely scrutinized the man's physique; he had a perfect body. His chest was broad, and his biceps muscles looked strong, embracing the woman.

Watching the scene, she forgot how to breathe. The man began to lower the bra that Erin was wearing, exposing her breasts. Both lovers had now lost all sense of logic.

They continued their activities to a more intimate level. The man began to undress himself, relishing the longing gaze on Erin's body. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt one by one. His left hand ventured inside the woman's pants.

Erin seemed to gasp when the man started to touch her intimate area. Her thighs spread wide invitingly. One of the man's hands held both of the woman's hands above her head. They both looked on the brink of an uncontrollable desire, and the man's hand began to press and stimulate her with his fingers.

Moans escaped from the woman's mouth as the man started to move with rapid and powerful thrusts. While he lowered his head to kiss her flat stomach, he played with his tongue at the tip, making his tongue move like a vibrator. The woman writhed and moaned intensely.

The man now left the veil of the woman's desire, licking his fingers. A moment later, his sharp gaze was directed towards Rubi, and their eyes locked. The man's gaze seemed to say, "I saw you." Rubi now felt like someone caught red-handed.

Rubi quickly moved away as fast as she could. She had never in her life witnessed such an intimate scene live like this. Rubi hurriedly avoided the room and made her way downstairs. Who was that man? Did he have any connection to Mr. Peter Milan? Could he be his son? As far as she knew, yesterday Mr. Peter's aide mentioned that Mr. Peter Milan had three children. The first one was Alexander Milan, who got married a few months ago to a woman named Bianca. The second one was Dario Milan, who was said to be in New York but now living in Jakarta, working on Mr. Peter Milan's retired projects. The third child was named Malvyn Milan, and he was said to be back in New York. The only person Rubi thought that man could be was Dario because Alexander didn't live in this grand house.

She was quite sure it was Dario. But why engage in such activities with the door half-open? Why do it in the middle of the day like this? Did he have no privacy left? Anyone could potentially see him, whether it was the staff, Mr. Peter, or the household assistants.

Rubi tried to stay as composed as possible, gently stroking her chest to calm her racing heart. Unfortunately, the man had looked back at her from a distance earlier. Rubi quickly approached one of the household assistants who was cleaning the windows near the pool. The woman smiled at her.

"Dr. Rubi, have you met Mr. Peter yet?" the woman asked.

"Not yet. Where is he, nanny?" Rubi asked, being honest about getting lost in this massive house.

"Earlier, I saw him in the library, miss."

"Where is the library? I got lost earlier because Mr. Peter's house is like a five-star hotel," Rubi admitted.

Honestly, the first time she set foot in this house yesterday, the word that came to her mind was "luxurious." The house had an incredibly spacious swimming pool area, surrounded by tall trees that made it feel very refreshing.

In this house, there were corridors connecting one building to another, dominated by white color and large pillars resembling a palace. The atmosphere was lush, with numerous trees in various areas, creating a green and visually pleasing environment. Every aspect of the house exuded luxury, and the grandeur was unmistakable. There were not just one but many household assistants.

Expensive paintings were displayed throughout the house, said to have a fantastic value. The house was also adorned with beautiful marble. Large glass windows provided natural lighting to the house. If she didn't ask the staff for directions, she might still be wandering around.

"Dr. Lubi, just go straight, and you'll find a connecting corridor. The building next to this one is Mr. Peter's library."

"So, I just go straight?"

"Yes, Doctor. Would you like me to take you there?"

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