Landon Hill is a filthy liar.

He was my brother's best friend, my first crush, my first love...my first everything.

And then he betrayed me.

How many times have I thought about it? How many times have I relived the moment when I found out he left town without ever saying a word?

And how long has the memory of him consumed my every waking thought?

Three years.

That’s how long it’s been since I’ve seen or heard from him, the only man I ever loved.

The man I now despise.

But suddenly, without warning, Landon Hill is back. And to make matters worse, he’s somehow become rich beyond imagination, and he’s opening some mega business in town and walking around like he owns everything in sight.

Including me.

But I’ll never be able to forgive him, even if the fire still rages between us. In the end, I know that he’s never to be trusted. He’s a filthy liar.

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The only woman I’m not allowed to f*ck is living in my house, taking care of my baby… Logan The new nanny is sexy as f*ck. She doesn’t know it, which makes her even sexier. Paisley’s lips are full, naturally pouty, decidedly innocent. Her skin is pale and soft, and she wears her blond hair pulled back in a bun. It makes me want to know what it’d look like loose over her shoulders. Over her naked body as I slide into her, making her moan. I should fire her. I’m a control freak, and my volatile and possessive ways would do nothing but ruin her. But I never learn, and soon I’m going down a dark path. I’m bringing her to me at night, pushing into her, undressing her, using her body. I can’t explain how good it feels to be with her, teaching her, taking her. For the first time in my life, my connection with a woman has gone beyond the physical. Because seeing Paisley with my kids, holding her in my arms, coming home to her every night, makes me start to feel emotions I’ve never felt before… Paisley Logan Raider. Billionaire architect and CEO of L.R. Group—the L.R. Group. He’s a self-made billionaire at twenty-eight who also happens to look like every hot movie star you’ve ever seen rolled into one. He could have his pick of women. But two days ago, he looked at a line-up of headshots the nanny agency sent him and chose me. Me! Why? I’m no eye candy. I’m as plain as it gets. According to my agent, however, Mr. Raider never even looked at my references. He pointed to my photo and said, “This one. Send her.” Logan is rude, arrogant, and even meaner than I expected him to be. And yet I can’t stop thinking about him. Why, though? Because he pisses me off or because he’s so damn gorgeous? That chiseled jaw, those brooding light eyes. My pride tells me that I shouldn’t be attracted to a man like that. But my body says otherwise. And when he kisses me, when he touches me, when he claims me, my whole being screams for more. This could never work. I’m here to take care of his twins, nothing more. And even if I weren’t, Logan Raider is not the kind of man who settles down. My mind tells me I’m racing full-speed toward heartbreak, the kind that leaves you shattered and devastated. But my heart won’t let me give up on him… The Billionaire And The Nanny (Book Three) is a standalone alpha billionaire single dad romance with a guaranteed HEA. **