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Rising to his feet, he put on a robe and left the well-kept bedrooarden and the Bosphorus beyond In a short tilected mansion into an exquisite home

His hands gripped the wrought-iron balcony railing And now, because of his lust, he would lose her—his most prized employee!

He glanced back at the beautiful wo in his bed He had to find a way to return to a simple relationship of boss and employee But he wasn’t sure he could

From the moment he’d first interviewed her in Paris for the head housekeeper position, he’d been intrigued by her—this pretty young wo black cat’s-eye glasses and oversize, unflattering clothes, pulling her chestnut hair back into a tight bun from which no tendril could hope to escape She’d left her first position in the household of a financier in Miaood rate of pay, because apparently she wished to see Europe

“You will be allowed no vacations,” he’d told her at that first interview “I need a house er ill have no other desires other than to smoothly and perfectly run my home”

He’d waited for Miss Louisa Grey, awoman, to tell him he was out of his mind with such expectations and to leave his office; instead, she’d just looked up at him with her cool brown eyes

“Of course”

“I don’t think you understand,” he’d said evenly “You won’t be able to leave Not for vacations Not for Christmas And do not think I will eventually transfer you to New York I like stability in my home life If you start in Paris you will stay here”

“Fine,” she’d repeated, frowning up at him with her brow furrowed

“Fine?” he barked

“I do not need to go back home”

He’d lifted his eyebrows in disbelief “Never?”

“Correct For…for reasons of my ohich I do not care to explain” She lifted her chin “I will do excellent work for you, Mr Cruz”

And she had

Efficient, dedicated Miss Grey had never taken a day off Never asked for a vacation Never complained She’d never asked for a transfer