Slowly, she followed him, looking around the living room as she went. The design of this house must have cost a fortune. She could see that everything smelled of class. The first thing that came to her mind was that this place was made with gold because of the color of everything, including the couchesThere were about six large couches and a single one placed together around to form a large but cozy half circle, and she recognized the designs from one of those sleekly glossy magazines Olivia use to bring home every once in a while. They were part of the ones they had tagged "one in a kind” by a renowned carpenter that made all his furniture by hand and with the most expensive wood Bocote. The couches had been labeled as a little above two hundred thousand dollars, and Ruby was just marveled.The floorboard on the floor looked like a teak wood, which she had also seen somewhere in the magazine. The curtains looked like they had been handmade and shipped from some Turkish village. They

He saw the disappointment on her face and his head told him he was being an asshole for no reason. But he knew he couldn't work with this woman without being distracted, and that was something he couldn't afford. “I don’t understand sir, but I’m sure I can answer any question you have.” She said. Questions huh? He raised his brows at her. Was she deaf, or she was just playing dumb? He had just told her he didn’t want her, so what was she talking about? “Maybe you didn’t hear me, but I said no. I do not want you. I'll have Flora send someone else.” He repeated, slowly this time. She frowned with her mouth dropped open. "Huh, but why sir? Have I offended you unknowingly?” she asked. "I can apologize.” She said. Cameron shook his head, and for the life of him, he couldn't believe that he had felt an attraction for a woman like this. His usual types were models, and actresses, but this woman wasn’t slim, she wasn’t close. He really couldn't tell how her shape was, but he could tell

He just couldn't stop thinking about that woman in big clothes that Flora insisted should be his children’s nanny. What was with her anyway? He thought, thinking about Flora. Perhaps, she had done this on purpose, because why was she hell-bent on sending a woman like that to him? She had already broken his number one rule. Never send him someone pretty, must be ugly.But she had done just that. Even worse, the woman was sexy as hell, with those sacks she wore and called clothes. His number two rule was simple as well. Never send someone naïve and clumsy, and she had done that. The woman had fallen down at his feet, showing him that underneath those sacks was someone sexy as hell, with that annoying but sinful vision called underwear she showed him. That damned lingerie. He would never have thought that a woman like that; the one that dresses in clothes like that would be wearing something that sexy underneath. She was so beautiful and the fact that she has no idea how much only ma

As soon as Ruby walked out of her room later that evening, she locked her gaze on Cameron. He must have arrived from his parents where he went to pick up his children. His piercing blue eyes looked as if they were looking into her soul. “Good evening, sir. You've arrived.” She said. “Yes, obviously.” He replied, his voice cold. "Davey said you made dinner for everyone. You didn't have to.” Why was he always so cold to her, she wanted to ask him, but she smiled and nodded. "I know that. I wanted to.” “I usually make dinner for my kids or order in for them, but the latter had been what we do lately. It's been ages since they had a home-cooked meal if you don't count the occasional oatmeal.” He said. Wow, that wasn't a healthy habit, especially for kids. "It's fine. I can do that now.” She said. She wasn't going to be paid for being their cook, but it was the least she could do to make up for being paid eighty-five dollars an hour. “We’ll talk about you getting an increase later.”

The sounds of happy children playing and shouting somewhere in the house woke Cameron up. It was the weekend and he had planned to sleep in a few hours longer than his usual six o’clock, but he must have slept even longer because now, the sunlight was in his room. He opened his eyes slowly, turning to look at the clock that was on his bedside table. It was ten o’clock in the morning. “Oh, shit!” he whispered. He must have slept so much because of what happened last night, with him in the shower, with his hand around himself and Ruby in his head doing things to him. He had released so hard as he had never done before, even with a woman. “Damn her!” he said as he stood up from his bed and walked to the bathroom. As fast as he could, he had his bath, knowing his children would probably be waiting to eat breakfast with him. They always do that together every Saturday morning like this one. Ten minutes later, he was dressed in a white t-shirt and blue jeans. He walked out of his room a