"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 had picked out a certain snake looking one which cost around a million dollars but I didn't care about the heavy price tag.


　　It was all money and money was just that, money. It was meant to be spent on the things we love.


　　I don't love Victoria so I spent it on the love I had for the incredible night of passion she gave me and will continue giving me.


　　I had spent that money on the jewelry only for me to open it in her face and watch her remain expressionless.


　　She didn't even flinch at the sight of the world's most precious stones.


　　She looked at it like it was just one of the normal things she sees.


　　You wouldn't know that she was looking at a million dollar necklace.


　　She could only squeeze out a little "thank you for the gift" and went back to knitting what looked like a sock for my baby.


Chapter 85 Promise Not To Run Part 2