She was hired to help.
She forgot what happens when you save a man like me.
My wife is dead.
My daughter is barely six months old.
And the woman walking through my front door just brought the one thing I can’t afford: softness.
Naomi hums lullabies like prayers.
She folds my daughter into her arms like she was born to carry us both.
And she looks at me like I’m not drowning. Like I’m not broken.
But this house isn’t safe.
Not with secrets in the nursery.
Not with whispers in the walls.
Not with my late wife’s sister watching us like she’s still owed something.
Naomi doesn’t know it yet.
But she’s not just the nanny anymore.
She’s mine.
And if anyone touches her — God help them.
I buried one woman already. I won’t bury another.
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Genre: Romance
She forgot what happens when you save a man like me.
My wife is dead.
My daughter is barely six months old.
And the woman walking through my front door just brought the one thing I can’t afford: softness.
Naomi hums lullabies like prayers.
She folds my daughter into her arms like she was born to carry us both.
And she looks at me like I’m not drowning. Like I’m not broken.
But this house isn’t safe.
Not with secrets in the nursery.
Not with whispers in the walls.
Not with my late wife’s sister watching us like she’s still owed something.
Naomi doesn’t know it yet.
But she’s not just the nanny anymore.
She’s mine.
And if anyone touches her — God help them.
I buried one woman already. I won’t bury another.
Read on for protective widowers, dangerous sister-in-laws, obsession that blooms in grief, and a man who learns to breathe again—because she taught him how. HEA Guaranteed!
Genre: Romance
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