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“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.”

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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?

A Husband For The NANNY

"Do you really think you are now completely immune to any feelings? Is that why you made that promise to my father?"

As he spoke, his voice had suddenly dropped to a low sexy drawl that hammered amorously on Grace's heart, causing her to unconsciously swallow hard, as she tried to steady her breath and gather her thoughts.

"How long do you think you can keep your heart locked away, Grace?"

"Sir," Grace began, her voice barely above a whisper, "this isn't appropriate."

Jace's lips curled into a teasing smile as he gently tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. "And what exactly isn't appropriate?"

Grace's breath hitched, her mind scrambling for a way to diffuse the situation. "The way… em… We should keep things professional. Anything else would be… crossing the line."

Jace leaned in closer, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "What else could possibly happen between us, Grace?"

The Test