"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

　　You know that moment when you realize you just woke up. That moment when your eyes open and your brain isn't fully functional yet and you try to twist and turn, that moment when you try to stretch your stiff muscles and bones?


　　Well, that moment was what I was presently in.


　　I had spent the night cuffed to the bed while Alessandro had his freedom to move around freely.


　　I had struggled and begged so much to the point that I did not even know when I fell asleep.


　　I woke up and tried to stretch and just got brutally reminded that I was still handcuffed to the bed. A part of me had hoped that he would have released me sometime last night.


　　My dress had ridden up my thighs probably when I was sleeping but I can't remember pulling my sleeves down.


　　"Alessandro? Alessandro please release me. My hands are aching and sore from being up for so long." I begged him as I watched him exit the shower with only a towel wrapped around his waist.


Chapter 67 He Saves The Day