Page 95 of Nanny and the Beast

“What about me?” he asks.

“Who do you have?” I ask.

“I have my ways,” he says.

I think about him at the gentlemen’s club. The very thought of him with other women awakens something nasty inside me that I didn’t know existed. It bares its wicked fangs before retreating.

“If you ever want to talk about anything, I’m here for you,” I say.

I have a suspicion that what happened to the kids’ parents wasn’t an accident. There’s something nefarious about the whole ordeal. The car was destroyed, but no bodies were ever found.

That can only mean one thing—someone wanted to get rid of evidence.

Mr. Sinclair fixes me with the coldest stare he’s ever given me.

“I’m your employer, Miss Turner,” he says. “I’m the one who hands you a paycheck every month. Don’t get it twisted. You will never be anything more to me.”

His armor is tougher than ever, but I see the chinks. I’ve seen the man beneath the surface.

He walks out of the bedroom without another word.

He says that we’ll never be anything more. But it already feels like the beginning of something greater than anything either of us could have ever imagined.

It already feels fated.

22

KLAUS

The nanny is going to be the death of me.

Something about her keeps drawing me in. Maybe it’s the way she’s not afraid to stand up to me. Somehow, she’s both shy and feisty at the same time, and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on.

I never thought I’d ever let a woman get in my head like this.

She’s a complication.

Usually, I get rid of complications.

Instead, I make her the queen of my fantasies.

It’s been three days since I found her with Sera’s diary. I should have fired her on the spot, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

Later today, I have a meeting with all of the shareholders of my company.I’m supposed to be preparing my notes right now, but I can’t stop thinking about her in that little black nightgown.

Her eyes were wide with innocence as I palmed her breast. She didn’t tell me to stop. If anything, it seemed like she was waiting in anticipation of what I would do next.

Shelikedbeing touched by me.

She liked that I took what I wanted from her.

I wonder how far she’d let me go. The vines of possession curl around my heart, squeezing hard until it’s all I can feel.

Fuck this.

I’m not getting any work done, so I might as well get a workout in.

I leave my study and head to my home gym.

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