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A Husband For The NANNY

“Congratulations, you have been hired as the personal assistant…” “Really!” Grace exclaimed even before Jace Brandon, the CEO of Brandon Corporations could finish his statement. The growing sparkle in Grace’s eyes did not escape the keen sight of Jace. “To my son,” he completed. “Yes, I’m very much delighted to take up the position of the personal assistant to … your what?!” Grace’s eyes almost popped out of their socket as she completed “son?” listlessly. “You heard me right,” Jace replied coldly as he stared at Grace. “Is that not the same as being employed as your child’s nanny?” Grace asked doubtfully. “If you want to put it that way, yes.” Jace replied nonchalantly. “In other words…” Grace began. “You are officially my son’s nanny, if you accept the offer,” Jace Brandon completed. “If there is nothing else, this interview is officially over.” ********* Grace Fowler, who had always dreamt of becoming a top designer in the biggest designing firm in the country was blacklisted for exposing sensitive company information due to a set up by the ones she trusted the most— her boyfriend and her kid sister. Shattered and battered, she set out for greener pastures in an unknown land and ended up being hired as a nanny to the son of Jace Brandon, the wealthiest billionaire in San Francisco. But the scariest thing was when her job description was gradually amended to not only taking care of the five year old autistic son of the CEO but the widowed CEO himself. What does the future hold for her when suddenly, everything around her begins to change and her past comes calling again with the sudden appearance of her boss’s late wife. Will Grace be able to let go of her past and embrace the joy of fighting for the heart of the man her heart yearns for, or settle for happiness in the arms of Trent, her boss’s cousin, who literally adores the ground Grace walks on?

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No Longer Interested

His hands roamed her back, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. The kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more passionate, as they lost themselves in each other.

Grace's hands moved to his shirt, fumbling with the buttons in her haste to feel his skin against hers, while Jace, who was equally eager, slid his hands under her dress and caressed her thighs, sending shivers of pleasure through her body.

"Grace," Jace whispered against her lips, his voice thick with desire. "I need you. Now."

Grace felt a surge of longing at his words, but a small voice in the back of her mind reminded her to be cautious and not to be too carried away as it was mostly passion and nothing more.

She tried to ignore it and tried to focus solely on the way Jace's touch made her feel, but the voice grew louder, even getting more insistent this time.

"Jace, wait," she said breathlessly, pulling back slightly.