Annalyn’s POV“I… I can’t do this, Alex.”My voice trembled even as my fingers curled tighter around the edge of my dress. His eyes flickered, something vulnerable shining in them, but his hand didn’t move from where it rested gently over mine.“Why not?” His voice was soft, like a whisper meant to coax me, not push me.“Because…” I hesitated, looking everywhere but at him. “It would complicate things. Our professional relationship. I work for you, Alex, I’m your son’s Nanny and this…” My words faltered as I waved a shaky hand toward the roses, the table, the soft candlelight. “This feels like crossing a line.”His thumb brushed lightly over my knuckles, sending shivers up my arm. “Anna, please look at me.”I hesitated but still did. Slowly. And there it was… the softness in his voice mirrored in his eyes.“I’m not trying to make anything complicated,” he said. “I’m trying to make it honest and less awkward. Because what I feel for you isn’t professional, and I’m done pretending that
Annalyn’s POVI had stepped into the restaurant expecting to simply hand over a document and slip out before anyone even noticed I’d been there. My eyes were on my purse, fingers tight around the file, rehearsing the words I’d say before vanishing back into the night.But then I had stepped into a different world I didn't know existed.The room was… empty. Completely empty. No murmuring diners, no clinking of glasses, just soft music humming through hidden speakers and candlelight spilling warmth over every polished surface. Rose petals dotted the floor in a path that led inward, straight to the center of it all.Alex stood there.I knew it was him.. I could spot even from a mile away.A tailored navy suit clung to him like it had been designed for this exact moment, his hair combed back perfectly, the warm golden light catching on the sharp planes of his face. In his hands was a bouquet of wild roses… my favorite flowers.For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. My heart stuttered in my che
Alex’s POVThe alarm blared into my ear, ripping me out of what could only be described as one of the sweetest dreams I’ve had in months. I groaned, fumbling for the phone to shut it off before it woke anyone else.Glancing to my side, I froze.Annalyn shifted slightly, her arm draped protectively over Nolan, both of them cuddled into each other like they were born that way. My chest tightened, a strange warmth spreading through me. She loved that boy as though he were her own, no blood ties, no conditions… just pure affection. God… how did I get this lucky?I eased out of bed quietly, not wanting to wake them, my feet barely making a sound on the polished floor.One quick look at my schedule on the phone: the board meeting was the only major activity. Perfect. That gave me enough room to pull off what I had in mind today.In the shower, the warm water rolled over me, but my mind was elsewhere… or on someone… on Annalyn. On that kiss. My lips curled into a grin at the memory of her ki
Annalyn’s POVI stirred awake to warmth at my stomach, a hand draped protectively over me. The touch was firm yet gentle, and my insides tingled with recognition. I knew those hands. I had felt them before… It was most definitely Alex’s hands.A small smile crept across my lips before I even opened my eyes. Maybe last night hadn’t been a dream after all… Maybe, for once, I wasn’t going to wake up to an empty bed alone. Maybe I finally mean something to him. I mean he has his hands around me.I opened my eyes slowly, my chest light with hope, only for it to sink like a rock in water.It wasn’t Alex.It was Nolan, curled against me, one small arm flung across my waist. His tiny lips were parted in sleep, his hair ruffled from tossing in the night.For a moment, I just stared at him, heart clenching at how peaceful he looked, yet… disappointment washed over me. That warmth, that security I had felt? It wasn’t from Alex—it was from Nolan.I glanced to the other side of the bed. Empty.My
Annalyn’s POVAs soon as I turned his lips were on mine before I could even breathe.For a heartbeat, I froze… not because I didn’t want it because I couldn’t believe that Fucking Alexander Quinn was kissing me.. Yes, we’d shared a kiss a few times but on all occasions it had either been out of intoxication or frustration..But this time it felt… relieving… needed… his tongue roamed through my mouth demanding, hungry and unapologetic. Yet, God help me… this was what I fucking wanted. Every damn sleepless night, every unspoken ache I buried deep inside me, all of it crashed in that one kiss.So, I kissed him back… no hesitation, no thinking, just pure instinct. My fingers moved on their own, tangling into his hair, pulling him closer as if I could fuse him into me, while his hands mapped my body like he’d been starving for this.“Uhhmmm!” I moaned against his mouth…Somehow, my feet moved, taking three stumbling steps back until my spine hit the wall. The thud barely registered befor
Alex’s POVAnnalyn rushed past me before I could respond to her request, I caught sight of her eyes red and distant, like I was invisible.I froze mid-step, watching her disappear down the staircase without even a flicker of smile.“I thought we were okay now?” The thought stung deeper than I cared to admit. Something was wrong… very wrong.My jaw tightened as I turned and looked up the way she had come from… my room. A dark, gnawing suspicion twisted inside me.I took the stairs two at a time, pushing open the door with the full intent to find whatever had put that look on her face.And then I stopped cold Im my tracks.Marlene lay sprawled across my bed like she owned it, wrapped only in one of my towels. Her damp hair clung to her shoulders, water still dripping onto my sheets. She crossed one leg over the other, slow and deliberate, her fingers tracing a seductive line up her thigh as she smirked.“Finally,” she purred, “I thought you’d never come back up here.”The sight of her l