"I'm so sorry, sir, I forgot to lock the door. I didn't mean for..."
"Shhhh." He silenced me, placing a finger on my lips. He smelled like rich, masculine cologne and alcohol. 
I looked up at him; he was staring at me with something swirling in his eyes. Something I couldn't explain.
He slowly leaned down and pressed a kiss on my shoulder. My breath hitched in my throat.
I held my towel tight against me with my left hand and pushed him back with my right hand, taking a step back myself.
"I'm sorry, sir, this isn't right," I told him respectfully.
His eyes darkened as he grabbed my forearm tightly, making me look at his furious eyes.
"I am Alessandro Rossi, and no one tells me what is right and what is not."
He attacked my neck, peppering it with kisses as I just stood there.
"But you're drunk, sir," I told him.
"I'm in complete control of my senses, Victoria."
***
Alessandro Rossi retrieves his heir from his runaway wife and employs the young Victoria to care for his son. After spending one drunken night together, Victoria becomes pregnant with his child. Their lives are now entwined, leading to a loveless marriage. Soon after, Victoria finds comfort in the arms of another. What will Alessandro do when he realizes he has already fallen for Victoria? Will he do something to win back her heart?

Nanny For The Mafia Boss

　　I released the breath I held in for so long. That was very intense.


　　I try My best to act like last night did not happen and also like I was not affected by it.


　　That was a lie, I was shaking inside. I prayed he did not find out I was a virgin. That would be embarrassing.


　　I don't know what came over me last night. I was blinded by his beauty. How the golden glow of the candle made his skin look flawless. How his shoulder length black hair and his stubble made him rugged and dashing.


　　It was all mind boggling, everything was hazy.


　　I was not okay. I had lost my virginity and it was to my boss. This was messed up.


　　I walked to Matteo's room and I laid on the bed beside him. I did not lay him in his cot, I laid him down on the bed.


　　I watched his chest rise and fall as he slept peacefully while my mind was at a hundred places at a time.


　　I slept with his father. What have I done?


Chapter 9 A Mistake