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"Welcome to your new job, Miss Lucia...." Damon continued, "of course, my father has employed you to be my nanny!" He was obviously a madman, Lucia thought. But he was a stunningly handsome young man she must admit. Other women- lots of them- would have called panting at his feet. Lucia didn't have time for all that. All her life she had lives on purpose, setting her guard as high as a tower. Now, she knew she had a job to fulfill and a reputation to uphold. "Look Mr. Damon, I don't know why you are doing this, but -" "You'd better wonder why my father is employing you to do it... He employed you," "To take care of this little boy," "To take care of Damon," her fully grown musculine tensed. He pokes his chest."Me." ¶¶¶¶ ..... Lucia was thrilled when a wealthy businessman offered her a job as live-in nanny to his son. But on her arrival at his luxury home, Lucia realized her employer had two sons. And her charge, Damon Walter, wasn't the little boy who had greeted her. It was his half brother, a thirty two year old Playboy! And it was no mistake. Damon's father had hired Lucia to help reform and transform his ever rebellious son. Lucia wasn't sure she could persuade this sinfully gorgeous man to take orders from her. Especially as he didn't want to be reformed. He was more interested in seducing Lucia into his wicked ways! Happy reading....
Damon Walter needed a woman, and not just any woman though. A sultry blonde, and an epitome of suiting luxury and bodily perfection. A born beauty and a sexy hottie.
'It wouldn't hurt if she walks around all day in sexy bikinis either.' He thought with a ghost smile. But, he wasn't going to keep on dreaming, he needed one as soon as possible.
He called a number that had become too familiar than his', over time.
"Stella's Escort service," A female voice said on the other end of the line.
Damon grinned. If his escort for tonight could be just as promising as the voice on the phone, then he would be out of here by sundown.
"I'd like an escort by noon."
"Certainly sir," the female receptionist spoke again. "Whatever your heart desires."
Whatever his heart desired was to be five thousand miles away from this mansion situated on his father's island. But, he knew that wasn't what the woman on the phone had in mind. Still, she could help him get there, so he gave the receptionist an idea of the sort of escort he wanted.
"A flagrant sort of woman?" She asked doubtfully when he finished.
"In your face," Damon agreed cheerfully. "Over the top. But, definitely not subtle. You know what I mean?"
"Uh, well," the receptionist said, though she still sounded a little doubtful, as she was doubtful. But then, her business sense won. "I'm sure we have just the woman. I'll send her right out."
Damon gave her the address.
"I'm in the cottage behind the main house. There's an ongoing party by the pool, but it's perfect if she comes straight up the main drive."
Damon glanced at the group of partiers on the patio behind the main house -particularly at his stubborn, strait-laced father, who was carrying a footstool for Julie, his pregnant young wife - and flexed his shoulders in anticipation. The weight of his confinement eased slightly.
He'll soon let off this anticipation.
"Yes sir. I'll tell her. And I'm sure she would do just what you want, Mr. Walter," the receptionist assured him.
"Sure" Damon smiled in satisfaction "I'm sure she will,"
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It was close to forty-five minutes before he heard the knock on the cottage door. The knock he had been waiting for. It was a short rap. Brisk and casual, not especially sultry. But then it was totally impossible to sound sultry in a knock. Damon slapped himself mentally.
Maybe the gardener stopped her when she came up the drive, suspecting she was lost. She would hardly look like one of those guests coming for his stepmother's baby shower! Damon grinned again and finished stuffing the last gear into a duffel. He'd better be ready to leave before his father throws him out.
If he'd been able to drive, he'd have been gone long before this. But a car accident following one of the most confrontational arguments with his father a month ago had left him with a scar on both legs that limited his movement. The situation had given his father the opportunity he wanted, to nail Damon down until he would have no other choice than to become the chairman of Walter's international.
'Not on your life, Damon.' He thought now, just as he always did every time the subject came up.
'There would be six feet of snow in hell first.'
He hauled himself out of his chair to answer the door, thinking that if, in fact, old Thomas the gardener had stopped the lady, it would be much better.
He would for one, be stunned at Damon's ill mannerisms. But Damon didn't care, he has always never given a flying fuck about the impression people made of him. To be honest, though, he doubted that after thirty years in the employ of the Walter family, Thomas would be shocked by anything anyone did.
It didn't matter anyways. He only aimed at giving his father the biggest shocker of his life, not the innocent old Thomas. It was even too bad he would horrify all those women fawning and fluttering around his gorgeous stepmother, but that would be too brutal.
Damon was used to being the subject of titters and gossip. He'd cultivated the attitude of keeping bloggers busy with juicy content about himself when he had found out just how much it infuriated his old man. And if people didn't have anything better to do than fret about other people's problems, it wasn't his business.
Glancing occasionally at the window he waited for the escort. He heard a knock and then jumped to open the door.
He gritted his teeth when he saw the girl standing by his door. She wasn't what he had ordered for. Factly, she was a far cry from it.
She wasn't even blonde – or not very. Her hair was brown, but not dark, a deep shade of honey, long and pulled back into a french plait. She wasn't blousy at all, and neither did she look sultry. Her eyes were the only commendable things about her, still, she looked no more than a high school girl.
But she had nice curves, he'll give her that.
If this was what Stella escort services, called "sultry", they should be banned for illegal services.
Damon looked past her to see if anyone had noticed her come in. But none of the guests were interested in anything other than his stepmother's baby shower.
But - Damon smiled proudly to himself- his father had noticed.
His old man looked curious. He stood apart from the women, his body was turned towards the group sitting around the table where his wife sat still unwrapping presents.
His father wasn't interested in those. His attention was towards the cottage.
Good!
It would have been better though if she was just as he had described to the daft receptionist. But, she was still a woman, that was all he needed to rile his old man up.
Putting in his best bad-boy smirk.
"It's about time," He said to her. "but at least you got here." His voice gave nothing but anticipation.
She opened her mouth to speak, but Damon didn't have time for that. He was too eager.
"Come and show me what's under that innocent look darling," Saying this he hauled her in his arms and kissed her.
While all this was going on, the cottage door was open.
Looking above her ear he saw his father's jaw drop, and his eyes literally bugged. If he'd been closer he could bet his father's eyes were rolling.
He wanted to cheer himself up so badly. Instead, he made use of the opportunity. Wrapping his arms around her waist, she turned out to be more tempting than he'd expected. He slid his tongue through her parted lips as he gripped her ass and ground his body against hers.
At first, her body had been stiff and unwilling. A body that matched the hard girl attitude she was portraying, or not. But in the next minute, she melted gradually like ice, put by the fireplace into his kiss. She let out soft moans, igniting a flame of passion that surprised Damon.
But, as perplexing as the sudden change in him was, it gladened him that his wish was getting fulfilled.
And then, she bit him!
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