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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?

Beautifiedg1 · Urbano
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344 Chs

Something Less Tempting

"Jace!" she whispered, her voice filled with shock and embarrassment.

Jace chuckled, clearly amused by her reaction. "Be careful how you call my name, sweetheart. You have no idea what it's doing to me," he said, his tone playful yet sincere.

Grace took a small step back, her breath hitching as she tried to steady herself. The tension between them was electric, charged with an intensity that both thrilled and terrified her. 

Jace's smirk softened into something warmer, as he reached out and lightly traced the outline of her cheeks with his fingers. The touch was light, yet it sent a shiver down her spine.

"Sorry," Jace drawled, "I got carried away."

Grace looked up at him, her heart racing, but she couldn't help the smile tugging at her lips. "I… I just wasn't expecting that."

"I know," Jace said, taking a half-step closer, his voice dipping lower. "I can't help it with you, Grace. You make it impossible to keep my cool."