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Chapter One

Hannah

I adjusted the skirt that stopped attoowith my outfit because my stomach was in knots I pushed back my stray honey-blonde hair and tucked it behind my ear Why did every job interview ood hundred times by now, but that didn’t matter Each new one was the same—a jittery mixture of excitement and fear in the pit of my stomach

Why, I don’t know… I was good at what I did

Hell, I started off as a babysitter when I was eleven years old, and as I grew older, I just kept on doing it because I loved kids soand handling the it to children There wasn’t a child yet, I hadn’t ed to befriend or love

Maybe I was extra nervous with this one because my employer would be Christian West He was one of the richestwell above the going rate Working for him would mean I’d be financially stable for a few years, and I could really use all the stability I could get after taking on a e on the little apartment I lived in

I locked hts of stairs, and out into the glorious ave her a little pep talk aboutit without any stops todrives anyave her to me when I first learned to drive I still remember that day Dad had tied a massive pink ribbon around her She was a secondhand car and there were a few scratches on her even then, but I was so happy I started crying

Christian West’s house was about an-hour out of town, but I was sure she could make it I turned the key and she spluttered to life

“Good girl,” I whispered

It was Sunday and the streets were mostly quiet Like the trooper she was, Betsy ates I’d ever seen Soates swung open, and I drove through After parking in the circular driveway, I stepped out ofWoonderful to live in such utterly beautiful surroundings I mean I lovedelse

I adjusted my hair in the rearview mirror quickly and once I was sure there wasn't a strand out of place, I snaggeda deep breath of freshdouble doors It was so peaceful and quietthe still air with a noise that felt foreign to it

"Okay Hannah, you can do this"

The house was huge and drareen perfectly h structure look sleek andwas done with such perfect detail and precision that I kneithout a doubt it would be just as immaculate on the inside I was pretty certain the owner of this piece of real estate was high on the OCD scale

But I could deal with OCD

I raised my hand towards the doorbell and suddenly felt paralyzed with fear I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly You can do this Hannah You’re good at this rere Just a hter I exhaled When I felt like I had my nervousness under control, I pressed the bell and waited Shifting ht frohts

The door swung open and a man appeared

I sucked in a breath of sheer aeous than any photo I had seen on the net And he was tall Very tall I wasn't a short person at all, but hein comparison I knew he had to be at least six foot four, , but I couldn’t I just never expected him to answer his own door It co a housekeeper, or butler, or whoever rich people hire to answer their doors I gaped at hioldfish