by Tia Wylder
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
PROLOGUE
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
EPILOGUE
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter 1: Best Foot Forward
Chapter 2: More Trouble than She’s Worth
Chapter 3: The Life of an Intern
Chapter 4: Business as Usual
Chapter 5: Business Trip
Chapter 6: Storm Clouds
Chapter 7: Distractions
Chapter 8: Revelations
Chapter 9: Potential
Chapter 10: Leap of Faith
Chapter 11: Kiss the Cook
Chapter 12: Calgary Enterprises
Chapter 13: Facing the Storm
Chapter 14: Missed Calls
Chapter 15: Shattered Pieces
Chapter 16: Redo
Chapter 17: Small Promises with Big Consequences
Chapter 18: The Auction
Chapter 19: Business Games
Chapter 20: Cutting Losses and New Beginnings
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Epilogue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
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Daddy’s Virgin Nanny
A Single Dad & Nanny Romance
Tia Wylder
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Daddy’s Virgin Nanny
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Beautiful Revenge
Dr. Single Dad’s Fake Marriage
The Boss & The Intern
The Billionaire’s Virgin Fiancée
Two Brothers
The Texas Rancher’s Bride
Loved By The Rake
The Asian Bad Boy
Touched
The Gorilla’s Secret Baby
The Secret Baby
The Billionaire Wolf Shifter
Tamed By My Alpha Vampire
The Dragon’s Love Affair
The Alien Dragon’s Mate
Claimed By The Cosmic Warrior
Wanted By My Boss
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MATTHEW
When I first lay eyes upon Claire Barkley, I never could have imagined we would become friends. That day I heard her complaining about her bad luck in the bar, I certainly didn’t expect to go out of my way to help her out. Helping women isn’t really the name of my game; more so helping myself to their bodies. However, in spite of my disdain for the fairer sex, there’s something about playing pretend that sets a fire alight inside of me. Love? Nah. But we’ll have fun.
CLAIRE
When my mother insisted I bring a date to my sister’s wedding, I thought
I was out of luck. However, when a remarkably friendly face offered a bit of assistance, who was I to say no? Especially when the guy offering to help has such a hot bod… I may be a virgin, and this may all be a charade, but I’ll show this playboy that he’s not the only alpha in town. Game on, rich boy.
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Daddy’s Virgin Nanny
I can taste her name upon my tongue as soon as I see it, and as soon as I see her perfect curves and innocent lips, I know I’m going to make her scream my name, beg for more…
You wouldn’t expect a rich, handsome billionaire to have lonely nights. It was just one of those that turned me to the world wide web, where I found an auction site. It wasn’t just any auction, however… it was girls auctioning their virginity. Call me a pervert, but the idea of being a girl’s first… her everything, there was something exceptionally hot about that.
The girl I bid on has the most scrumptious lips, and curves that go on for days. I can taste her name upon my tongue as soon as I see it. Jasmine. Oh, Jasmine, what a tangled web we’ll weave. What she doesn’t know is that she’s signing on for more than she bargained for. When I get her home, I won’t just have her as a lover… she’ll be a nanny for my little girl. Call it twisted. It’s not far from the truth.
While I went into this wanting to own her body, I never expected to fall for those innocent eyes and her big heart. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met, by far. But there’s more than that… I want her for my own. I want her to love me. I’ll stop at nothing to own her, from every inch of her body to her warm spirit.
Jasmine, you will be mine.
After Your First Night.
Daddy’s Virgin Nanny
Chapter One
Jasmine Lawson drew her lip between her teeth, refreshing the auction page on her cell phone. She’d been following the same sort of routine for nearly an hour now, with the auction counting down to the final minutes. Her eyes widened as the bids increased dramatically in price, feeling as if her heart would cease its steady beating in her chest as the auction hit the fifty-thousand mark. She counted down the seconds, watching as the clock ticked down. Five… four… three… two… one: at the last second a sixty-thousand-dollar bid clocked in from a user by the name of BigDaddy12. She exhaled a breath she hadn’t known she’d been holding, staring at the final bid. She’d never expected the bidding to go so high, but then again, she’d never been particularly well versed in these sorts of auction websites. After all, you could only sell your virginity once. Yes, while it wasn’t the most glamorous means of making a profit in the world, Jasmine had been driven to giving up the one thing she truly had left to offer. She was several months behind on rent, jobless, carless, and hopeless. She’d been browsing the web for ways to make money when she stumbled across the ‘Win my first night’ website. It was relatively cut and dry if a bit questionable. She signed a contract to confirm the validity of her virginity, and thusly the auction had begun. She never thought she would resort to what was essentially prostitution to get by, but then again, she’d never expected to be in the position she was in.
She shook off these thoughts as a message came through on the auction site, an instant message from BigDaddy12 himself. He sent her a smiling emoticon, expressing how utterly thrilled he was to have won the auction. She wasn’t sure how exactly to respond. Was she supposed to be thrilled as well? She supposed she should have been, considering the hefty payment he had laid down. Before she could formulate a response, three dots popped up to indicate he was typing once more. She hesitated, leaning back in her chair. She was surprised to see a long paragraph’s worth of text pop up, detailing his address, and how he would provide transportation for her to meet him there. She had her fair share of uncertainty, but truthfully, she had little choice but to agree with his proposition. She input a simple confirmation of her address, and with little else to say, he bid her a good night. She stared at her phone for a moment longer, before resolving herself to getting ready for bed. She set the phone on her bedside table, getting dressed in her pajamas before slipping beneath her simple twin sized blanket. Her mind raced what seemed a thousand miles per hour, but finally, she managed to drift into a restless sleep.
When she woke the next morning, she immediately packed what BigDaddy12 indicated she would need for her… stay, so to speak. She took a moment to pick out her sexiest underwear, pulling them on with some reluctance. She supposed she should dress to impress at the very least, considering the exorbitant bid that this man (or what she assumed was a man) had put in for a night with her.
She meandered downstairs with her suitcase, not bothering to engage in idle chit chat with passerby. She had a lot on her mind, and it wasn’t as if she could simply confess to the first person she passed that she was going to trade her virginity for a large lump sum. She rolled her eyes at the thought, stepping out into the bright and sunny morning. BigDaddy12 had indicated a cab would be waiting, and she was not disappointed as an older gentleman stepped towards her and offered to take her bag.
“Jasmine Lawson, yeah?” He rumbled, and she nodded hesitantly. He shoved her suitcase in the trunk of the taxi, opening the door for her to slip inside before taking his place behind the steering wheel. The trip was a short one, and though Jasmine might have expected the winner’s abode to be expansive, she could have never anticipated just how large the estate would be. As she was driven toward the front entry, she was startled to see a young girl playing in the grass just beyond the porch. The taxi driver pulled her door open, allowing her to step out. He shoved her suitcase into her hands, tipping his hat before getting back in the taxi and driving away. Jasmine felt as if she might hyperventilate, suddenly afraid of what this BigDaddy12 man would be like.
“What have I gotten myself into…,” she muttered, knuckles white gripping her suitcase handle.
“Jasmine? Jasmine Lawson?” A warm voice called, and she was startled to see it belonged to a handsome man who could only be a few years her senior. He stepped down off the porch, smiling and taking her suitcase from her hands. “My name is
Mark Stanford. You may know me as BigDaddy12,” he chuckled. The young girl, who Jasmine could only presume was his daughter, continued playing in the grass. She seemed happily oblivious to their conversation.
“Yes, I’m… I’m Jasmine. Is this your daughter? Is she going to… be here, tonight?” Jasmine muttered with a pasted-on smile. Mark laughed warmly, reaching out to rest a hand on her shoulder. She struggled not to shrink away, managing a smile of her own.
“Actually, Jasmine. I have a bit of an alternate proposal to present to you,” the handsome man murmured. Jasmine met his gaze, wariness welling up inside her.
“I’m… all ears, Mr. Stanford,” she swallowed hard. He laughed again, taking her by the arm.
“Please, Jasmine. Mr. Stanford was my father. Please, call me Mark. And this… this is my daughter, Jenny,” he smiled, nearly dragging her over to the younger girl. Feeling entirely out of place, Jasmine forced a smile as the young girl scrutinized her. She wasn’t entirely sure what she’d gotten herself into, but for the time being, she was sure she didn’t like it. All the same, she tended to be rather good with kids. After a moment of staring at her, Jenny quirked her lips in a smile and waved one of her dolls at Jasmine.
“Hello, Jenny. It’s… nice to meet you,” she managed, smiling cordially at the young girl despite how strange the situation seemed.
“It’s nice to meet you too, ma’am,” Jenny cooed, before returning her attention to her dolls. Mark watched them with a relatively unreadable expression, broad arms crossed over his chest. “Do you wanna play with me?” The young girl abruptly piped up, gesturing to the other doll that lay unused on the ground. Jasmine hesitated for a moment, looking to Mark for some sort of instruction. When she’d sold herself, she hadn’t exactly anticipated her the buyer’s daughter playing dolls with her. The unorthodox situation didn’t bother him, however, as he gestured Jasmine to play with his daughter. She complied with little hesitation, grabbing the doll that Jenny had indicated and waving its arm at the other doll. Jenny smiled in obvious delight, and the two made the dolls embrace. While Jasmine played with the young girl, she watched Jenny’s father from the corner of her eye, not sure what to expect at that point.
