The CEOs Fated Nanny

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enched in cold sweat as I frantically scan the ro

s into focus, my pounding heart calms down

tic past few days I just had I would fi

my dark room through clenched jaws

lightly off my waist and onto the floor. I could try to go ba

silent hallways. My body moves on it's own, knowing e

te artwork can be found- a self portrait she spent weeks working on. She was always a sel

the twins as my anchor. What would have happened if I hadn'

e fucking alive if she hadn't married me. Now all I have left of her a

room with a heavy he

anged after Isabel was my interest in women. I lost all desire, all passion. And yet

me was convinced Nova and I would gr

s the best option to inherit his billion do

the greate

uestion what I am doing. I know that forcing her to work here is a bad idea,

r breasts rising and falling, invades my mind, closely followed by the

effect on me. No one should be able to turn a man on by ju

ind me grabs

ong to either Emile and Ethan, so I stay in place hop

r, hesitant voice

liar irritation at being dist

eautiful," Nova says as s

ead, she turns to me. "I apologize for taking the twins out of the house without your perm

Her apology is unexpected but I wait for what she has

an she be? "I don't regret doing it. You should have seen the look on their faces when I took them outsid

of a smile gone. Some people just need t

e light material of her night gown is see through, revealing th

in of her breasts and nipples, demanding my attention and leaving me mesmerized. Imm

Memories of squeezing her breasts under starlight as her juices flow into my mouth be

a frown. When she sees what I see, her face burns red and she q

nt as she stares at me. "Y-you s

. For one second, I think about the professional implications of saying this to an employee, but as my

omes thicker, heavier as her eyes darken with arousal, matching mine. We are frozen in time and I kn

e bites

ntrol collapse. I cross the distance between us in a fla

rms as our tongues da

ing fucking inch of the soft, creamy curves of her br

short of breath as I mutter, "Nova," images of a

es, and I watch in instant regret as her face burns re

uc

uickly walks away from me,

t know she was..." she pauses and sa