I buried my past. She made me feel alive again.
Now we're both pretending nothing happened.

I lost my wife. I never planned to fall again. Until her.

After my wife died, I shut the world out.

I don't date. I don't get involved. I take care of my son, run my company, and keep everything under tight control.

But one night, I gave in.
Hired an escort. Wanted release.

I didn't expect her.

She was hesitant, soft-spoken, beautiful—and completely unprepared for what I gave her.
And then she disappeared without a trace.

Now she's back... as my son's nanny.

She doesn't think I recognize her.
But every time I look at her, I remember.
Her lips. Her breathless sounds. Her surrender.

We're playing a dangerous game.
And if we're not careful, someone's going to get hurt.