Time and money.
Those were the only things of value.
The only things that mattered.
And I didn’t pretend to be a man who thought any differently.

Yes, I was rich.
Yes, I dated actresses and models.
Yes, I was cold, arrogant, and every other cliché in the book…
But that’s also just what I wanted people to see.

Commitment, love, family –
It was all off the table.
‘Been there, done that,’ as the saying goes.

I’d resigned myself to bachelorhood.
And I was content enough with my choice…
Until I hired a new housekeeper.
Christina.

Let’s just say she wasn’t what I expected.

Young.
Dark.
Beautiful.
Curvaceous.

I didn’t stand a chance,
And neither did she.

The only hiccup besides a severe conflict of interest?
The test with the pink plus sign she’s just shown me…

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