Page 8 of Ruthless Boss

We haven’t tackled transitioning AJ to her nursery yet, but it’s on my list.

“Do you need anything else?” she asks, tilting her head, and a part of me wonders if I detect an invitation there.

I clear my throat. Lust stirs up inside of me, my cock twitching. Nico has a point. I need to do some serious fucking before I start entertaining crazy ideas in my head. Such as burying my cock deep into the nanny’s pussy. “I need you to open it. The box.”

She widens her eyes. “Excuse me?”

I tilt my head, my eyes searching for hers. “The person who killed Andie is out to get me and AJ. They know we’ve upped our security, so I can’t let you receive packages without knowing it’s not from them.” What if they put their hands in those packages and tampered with them or somehow hacked her order?

“I ordered this yesterday. There’s a stamp.”

“Yes, but they could have found out somehow and swapped packages,” I say firmly. She’s obviously a newbie to the mafia world, but I’ve been part of it for too long not to suspect these things.

She clutches the package. “I can’t open it in front of you.”

I step toward her. “Then I’ll do it.”

She tosses me a look of shock. “Are you serious?”

Why is she so nervous? Her apprehension only piques my interest. “I won’t leave until I make sure it’s nothing bad.”

She reluctantly gives it to me. I tear off the tape around it and open it. Then, I see another small box inside—and another one.

One is a vibrator. The other one… a butt plug. And a small tube of lube.

A twinge of surprise stabs at me. I shouldn’t know these things about her. Little surges of desire travel up and down my body, and I regret not following her advice not to have her open it in front of me. No good can come from knowing my nanny is not only sexy but explorative in the bedroom.

A red stain covers her cheeks when I look at her, but she crosses her arms and lifts her chin at me. She takes the toys from me and sets them on the dresser. “Are you happy?”

“You said you weren’t seeing anyone,” I say, wanting to confirm that she won’t take off in the middle of the night. She hasn’t been out since she’s worked here, so she hasn’t met anyone new. Has she gone back to her ex? Annoyance crawls under my skin.

She rolls her eyes. “I’m not. Hence the toys.”

“Why the butt plug, though? Isn’t that awkward to use on your own?” I press, fully aware I’m out of line. However, if she wants to enjoy her toys, that is not my business.

“Are you offering assistance?” She perches her hands on her hips, but before I can answer, waves me off and says, “If you need to know, there was a deal, and the butt plug came with it.”

“You’re a good saver,” I say calmly when my heart still beats erratically.Are you offering assistance?She may have said it in a teasing, playful tone, but an undercurrent of defiance laced her words. Challenged me to act on this growing tension between us.

“I try. Why are you so interested? Are you in the market for new sex toys?” She leans against the dresser, crossing her arms, giving me a once over. She’s fucking with me.

“Not at the moment. Have fun.”

She tilts her head. “Will do.”

She closes the door behind me, and I can’t help but smile.

5

Gia

AJ coos in my arms. She’s getting more and more used to me. She plays with my necklace, wrapping her fingers around it but not pulling it anymore. It’s like she enjoys me being there and wants to recognize my presence. My heart squeezes. I never considered that it’d be hard to leave her when the time came.

Realistically, if I leave today, she won’t even think about me in two weeks. They’ll find someone else to fill my shoes, and her life will continue.

My life needs to go on, too.

But I’m not ready yet.

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