The first time I met him and my heart stopped right there… I had a massive crush on him. He was handsome, suave, charismatic, and just damn sexy. Plus, being a successful man was just icing on the cake. I could see Mason had a great heart. He loved his son. I respected him so much. And when he mentioned he was looking for a nanny… I quickly offered to help. Little did I know what I was putting myself into. The man who looked so perfect from outside had a broken heart. Soon, I realized he was too wounded…the scars were so fresh. Maybe I was too blind to think of a future with him. But once he knows I am carrying his baby… Would he be willing to open the doors to a world he had been cutting himself forever?