Billionaire's Nanny

The job is simple. Look after his kid. Not fall for my twenty years older boss.

He's my employer. I'm a nanny to his son. That's where it must stay.

Except...it doesn't.

I can't resist his dark eyes staring right into my soul.

I want his large hands to hold my body. I want his lips to taste mine.

His presence drives me...crazy.

But does he feel the same? Or am I just imagining it all?

I guess it's time to finally learn what I've signed up for.