The only good thing about my life so far was in the backseat of the car… my daughter. My car died just when I was almost home, but who finds me first… The one whose heart I broke when I left him because my parents hated him. And the years were kind to him. Trillionaire, muscular and still sweet. I thought I was too broken to notice a man, but years ago his kiss burned into my soul. He offers to fix everything in my life. New job, new clothes, new apartment, new school for my daughter. I shouldn’t depend on him. No one’s perfect right? But he doesn’t seem to have a flaw and I have tons. No one should want me, but he’s wonderful, respectful and delicious. I just don’t know if I can trust myself, but then you’d never guess what happened next because I never would.

When Cyrus came to my rescue, I knew to stay far away. He was the father of my sister’s son. Sure she targeted him because she knew he was rich, but that’s not my fault. I don’t scam anyone. Sure I’m lonely, but everyone is. However when my sister died, Cyrus needed help. And he offered me the job as the nanny. I’ll help him out and make sure he bonds with his son, but a #waitress does not end up with a #Trillionaire. I know who I am and all my life I’ve avoided lies. ♥ He’s whisking me off to a private island. ✓ He’s buying me things I’d never afford ★ He kisses like he wants me. However I refuse to fall for a handsome man who makes my body burn. Passion would only be temporary. Except, you’d never have expected what happened because I absolutely hadn’t.

Walking in the rain after getting dumped I never expected to be picked up in a Porsche or get offered salvation from a rich guy. I’d almost lost all hope but he offered me a job. The catch is that he’s sailing around the world. So I’d have to leave everything behind to live on a yacht. Maybe for once luck was on my side. Falling for my hero was easy. He’s muscular, a trillionaire and a sweetheart. But he has no idea how broken I am and the worst thing might be if he knew about my major crush on him. Broken women don’t get perfect guys and I hate lying to myself. My lies include believing... that those kisses of his that sent shockwaves through me might last. that he'd like being near me for more than a night. And that how I missed him when he wasn't around meant something. Maybe I could make a short term exception of letting my guard down, but you’d never have expected what happened because I absolutely hadn’t.

Not telling anyone I was pregnant years ago meant I started over with a huge secret. Now my son is eight and I realize hiding his birth right might have been the wrong plan. He’d have been better protected. Returning home though is causing a scandal. The daughter of the maid and the son of a trillionaire are a disaster in the making. Except he brought us home, kept us safe and put our son in the best schools. I should be grateful. I’d had no idea the years would soften his heart. And he said he missed me, every second of every day since I’d been gone. Crushing on him came back over me so fast. He’s hotter than I remember, clearly working out, a trillionaire, a doctor by choice, and still has a little of that reclusive loner attitude I’d absolutely wanted to fix in him all our childhood. Except he has no idea what I went through. I was not designed to be anything more than servant and there are rules. Even if I still ache for him. And even if he says he loves me. And no one could ever replace him for me. Rules are rules and breaking them meant I set up myself up for heartache round 2, I knew it, and happiness was never in my destiny, but you’d never have expected what happened because I absolutely hadn’t.