Nanny For The Billionaire

"Scarlett, help! Save me l've been molested at the club!"The desperate and helpless sound of her best friend's voice was the only thing Scarlett Barnes's though of the moment she rushed over to the clubhouse."Room 304!"Scarlett looked up at the number plate on the door of the private room. It was the same room number that her best friend, Courtney Seymour, had texted her. Without a second thought, she barged through the door to save her friend.When the door swung open under her hand, she was greeted by the darkness within. Suddenly, a strong hand clasped around her wrist and dragged her into the dark room, followed by a loud thud as the door slammed shut."Hey—who are you, and what do you want?!" Scarlett shrieked, her eyes darting around wildly as she tried to make out her surroundings.More confusion aroused in her, as the only thing she could make out of the room was thick darkness.The windows were shut tight giving no room for a single ray of light."Settle down, and I'll tr

Two years passed…Scarlett bolted upright in bed gasping for breath, she couldn't have a clear vision of her nightmare, but all the physical effects of the dream reflected on her.Her skin was sticky with sweat, her heart was pounding hard against her chest, and the palpable tension between her thighs.The confused Scarlett merely took time to notice the conspicuous changes but a part of her yet felt at peace.Her eyes flickered in a short while, as she recalled receiving a mail in the night but was too drowsy to check."Oh my God! I must have forgotten!" She dashed towards her laptop, and checked her most current mail, only to realize the fast rate at which her heart resumed beating.The mail had stated posting her for a job at Lucas Maxwell's home, opening her browser for further investigation, she realized her soon-to-be boss was the CEO of Leonard, a multi-billion dollar, biotech company.The article painted him to be a badass, but also a genius who uses his pain to bring his comp

THE NEXT DAY…Scarlett was hurt to her bones, but there was nothing anyone could do about those words.Every single moment, she tried to forget it, but the words kept returning.Lucas had treated her like she was never a human, and had no emotions.However, in the meantime, she hoped to bear with it by avoiding Lucas in her days of working for the Maxwells.Scarlett had always loved children, and the day she met with the twins, something within her had bonded with them like they were hers."That's the only reason I'm accepting this job!" She angrily arranged her clothes into her box.Yet, she couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. She had always been independent and had never lived with anyone since the day she was chased out.In a short while, Scarlett was done packing, she struggled with the two big bags as she went towards the park for a cab."You must be strong." Scarlett told herself as they drove to Maxwell's spacious suburban home, Scarlett couldn't help

Lucas' eyes fell to the shattered glass on the floor, and his heart broke into a thousand pieces. That was his most cherished work of art, not because he had spent a fortune to have a glass painting of a nude woman, but because it was his wife.It stood at the end of the corridor, so he would look at it before he retired for the night, and first thing in the morning when he stepped out of his room to begin his busy day.His wife cherished the painting just the same way he did. It was the only thing that still reminded him of her, and what she looked like.At first, he had shot Scarlett a ferocious look, but as he drew closer to the shattered painting, his eyes softened.Scarlett saw something glint in his eyes, something that looked like a tear, as he crumpled to the ground and rummaged through the shattered glass as though he had suddenly run mad.She felt sorry for him immediately as he knelt there. Lucas was a well-muscled large man, and seeing him this way, she felt entirely remors

Scarlett woke up with a start immediately after her alarm went off, put a shirt over her head, and rushed downstairs. She would not want to attract any mundane talk from Lucas.Ever since Daphne left, he complained about everything she did, and how she could barely get a simple job done.She moved about with so much trepidation that made her bump into things, and sometimes, break things as she went."Don't you have any shame?" He would bark at her. She had once thought of leaving the job. She would be better off as a barista in a peaceful coffee shop than in a luxurious home, with good pay but a grumpy boss. But whenever she looked at the kids, and how much they warmed up to her, she would always have a change of mind. She loved them like her own and she would want them to remain in her care. Days had passed and they were only getting fond of her with each passing day.Scarlett flipped the eggs in the pan carefully to avoid a break. It was the way Lucas loved his breakfast. The idea o