My nerve endings tingle with pleasure as I writhe on the bed, hips gently bucking...
"Yes...yes!"
A gorgeous face rises from between my legs, lips kinked to the side in a knowing smile. My eyes trail with admiration from his deep, sparkling eyes to his strong jaw and chiseled biceps... I gasp at the satin sheets beneath me, a desperate attempt to anchor myself as another wave of ecstasy breaks... A hand entwines with mine, holding me steady.
"Don't...stop..." He kisses his way up my chest, settling the length of his body against mine.
"I must admit, this interview isn't going quite how I expected." His featherlight fingers drag across my breast as his face hovers over mine. "Are you ready to work hard for me, (Y/N)?"
"Oh...yes." I gaze suggestively over his body. "Anything you need."
His pins my wrists over my head and grins before trailing hot kisses down my neck and chest, his tongue teasing my nipples through my bra...
"Good, because I'm afraid this job requires long hours. We might be up all night..."
Our lips come together in a passionate kiss. I feel like I'm on fire as his hands trail down to my hips... Suddenly, he flips me over so I'm straddling him, chest to chest. I moan as my center makes contact with the undeniable evidence of his desire, and my hips rock against his.
"Ohhh..." His hands trace an electric path up my spine, then reach for the clasp of my bra.
"I don't think you need this anymore."
I gasp as my bra falls away, and his lips graze the bare skin of my breast, his tongue flicking out to tease the peak... I can't catch my breath as the sensations overwhelm me... All I can think, over and over and over again, is...I need you. And just as the wave is about to break...
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
I bolt upright in bed, gasping for breath...
"Damn, that felt real."
The details of the dream are fading, but the physical effects still linger. My nerves are quivering, my skin is sweaty, my heart is pounding...
"Either I really need to get some, or I'm more nervous for this job interview than I thought... Crap! The interview! I have to get ready!"
I quickly grab my laptop, still open to the biography of Lee Min-ho, the CMO of Lee Enterprises, one of the top biotech companies in the world. His headshot on the page catches my eye. "Oh God, I can't believe I just had a sex dream about him." I try to shove the illicit thoughts out of my mind as I click on the job posting in another tab.
NANNY FOR HIRE
Live in Nanny
Full-Time Position
Watching Twins
Seven-year-old boys
Benefits included
Negotiable Salary.
"Focus, (Y/N). You only get one shot at a first impression on Lee Min-ho, and you need this job. You gotta wear something professional, something classy...something low-key hot."
I find a white dress with a beige blazer. I throw it on and add a little flare to it.
"He'll be eating out of the palm of my hand in no time with this outfit." I take a deep breath, then head out to finally meet Lee Min-ho...
Later that morning, I enter the immaculate lobby of Lee Enterprises and approach the front desk.
"Hi, I'm here for the nanny interview with Mr. Lee."
"Ah, yes. His ten o'clock is running late, but he said to send you in. Follow me."
I'm cool, calm, and collected as the receptionist leads me through the halls of Lee Enterprises... But as soon as I step inside Mr. Lee's office, all rational thoughts disappears when I see him glance up from his desk. How is he even more gorgeous in person?
"...still need to discuss the marketing for the Ilithyia Project. I say we go all in on the healthcare side, put our money into doctor ads." Mr. Lee gestures for me to come in and sit as he tries to wrap up his previous meeting.
"Isn't that the same strategy that almost sunk our last attempt to enter the women's health sector? I need you to think outside the box, David. You know how important this is to me."
"I suppose we could go straight to the source...but women don't want all the science -talk thrown at them."
"Hmm. What do you think?"
With a start, I realize Mr. Lee is talking to me. "Me?"
"Yes you, Ms. (YLN). How would you approach marketing new tech designed to make C-Sections safer and easier?"
"I think you should not dumb down the science for your customers. Just because they're women doesn't mean they can't handle the 'science-talk'."
"...I couldn't agree more. David, I want a new plan that takes her advice into account on my desk by the end-of-day. Understood?"
"But--" David looked confused and irritated.
"Or do I need to find someone else to take over the project? Ms. (YLN) is already here for an interview..."
"...I'll get it done."
David huffs as he gathers his papers and hurries from the room. Mr. Lee turns to give me his full attention, and my breath catches at the intensity of his gaze.
"I'm sorry about that. I've got a packed schedule this morning, but I'm glad you were able to come in."
He looks me over from head to toe, and his lips part in a soft exhale. "I see you dressed to impress."
"Did it work?"
"It did, at that. You already look like you belong here. It's nice to officially meet you, Ms. (YLN)."
Mr. Lee reaches to shake my hand, and I feel an illicit spark as my skin brushes against his. "Tell me, what made you apply for this nanny position?"
"Honestly? I applied because I love kids. I have a natural affinity for childcare. I enjoy instilling important principles such as patience and self-discipline, but I like to have fun too. I'm very energetic and playful."
"My boys definitely require all those things."
Mr. Lee leans a hip against his desk. I'm excruciatingly aware that there's nothing between the two of us...except maybe my fantasies from this morning.
"I just received my master's in chemistry, and all my lab work has definitely prepared me for taking care of young children. After all, chemists are used to handling high-stake spills."
Mr. Lee chuckles, and his gaze lingers on me for just a moment too long... Finally, he looks away and clears his throat.
"The boys are still feeling the loss of their mother. It was almost five years ago now, but..." Even though I've never met them, my heart aches for his boys.
"That's not something you can just get over."
"Exactly. And I'm afraid they often take it out on their nanny. Can you handle that?"
"Of course."
"Then I have just one more question for you, Ms. (YLN), and I want you to be completely honest." Mr. Lee leans forward earnestly, and once again, I can feel the electricity, the anticipation, crackle in the air between us.
"If you could go back in time and tell your younger self one piece of advice, what would it be?"
"I'd tell younger me to believe in myself. I'm proud of who I've become, but I could've gotten there a lot quicker with more confidence, you know?"
"Very impressive. You're wise beyond your years--"
"Sorry to interrupt Mr. Lee but your car has arrived for the meeting over lunch at La Tour d'Argent."
Mr. Lee nods to the receptionist, then turns his attention back to me. "The next part of this interview will take place this evening at my house."
"It...will?" Mr. Lee hands me his card with his home address written on the back. "See you at seven, Ms. (YLN)."
That evening, I find myself gaping up at one of the most luxurious apartment buildings in the entire city... I can't help but wonder if they'll even let me in as I approach the doorman.
"Uh, hello. This is going to sound crazy, but Lee Min-ho invited me here for a job interview?"
"Yes, I've been expecting you. You can go right up the penthouse suite. Good luck."
I gulp as the elevator doors shut behind me. I can't believe this place might actually be my home...if all goes well.
"I can't get ahead of myself. I've got to stay focused. I'll just think about my interview answers. I think I did pretty well this morning... But I don't know what to expect now. Hopefully I'll be able to come up with good answers on the fly."
The doors of the elevator coast open, letting me out into the palatial penthouse suite...and directly in the path of twin boys wielding foam swords!
"Intruder at the castle gates! Ready your horses, boys!"
"Aye, ready we be! Charrrge!"
"Whoa!" Thinking fast, I grab a spare sword off the couch. "Think again, soldiers!"
I parry with the foam toys, holding my own against the onslaught of attacks.
"Aaargh! You'll never get the best of Captain (Y/N)!"
"Whoa! Admiral Mason, she can fight!" one boy shouts.
"That's why you gotta stick to the battle plan, Admiral Mickey!" The other boys follows.
"Pssh! Where's the fun in that?"
"Ms. (Y/N), I didn't hear you come in! Boys, give her some space. We don't want to send her running already." Mr. Lee informs the boys.
"But she was smiling the whole time! Well, mostly." Mason tells his dad.
"Mason, Mickey, apologize. Now."
Both boys turn to me "Sorry, Ms. (YLN)." , "Yeah, 'sorry'."
"...Close enough. Ms. (YLN), let's test your bedtime skills, shall we?" I nod, acutely aware of Lee Min-ho's gaze on me. I studiously turn my attention back to the twins. "First things first. Have you brushed your teeth since dinner?"
"I'm on it!" Mason bolts toward the bathroom, but Mickey hangs back and pouts. "Aw, come on, lady. I hate brushing my teeth. Mint tastes gross."
"But Mickey, you don't want Mason to win, do you? He's already got a considerable jump on you. Unless...maybe you're okay with him being the fastest?"
"No way! I'm going right now!" Mickey turns and sprints down the hall. I and Lee Min-ho follow close behind to supervise. "Nicely done."
"I'm just getting started."
Ten minutes later, I've settled another argument over who gets to wear the red pajamas and what bedtime story to read. Finally, I finish tucking the boys in bed, then step back to so Lee Min-ho can say goodnight.
"I like Ms. (YLN), Dad."
"Yeah, can we keep her?"
"We'll see, boys. Sweet dreams."
As the two of us return to the den, Mr. Lee gives me an impressed smile. "No one has ever been able to put the boys down like that on the first try. I normally have to step in and negotiate a deal."
"Well, I have something those other nannies didn't...a way with children. I've never really had trouble relating to them."
"I could tell. It's one of the things I like most about you, Ms. (YLN)."
His eyes sear into me as he speaks. I wonder what else he likes about me.
"Follow me. I want to show you something."
I walk behind him past a home office, and your eyes linger on what I see inside. Is that Lee Min-ho? Who's with him? I didn't realize he was such a thrill-seeker...I'll have to ask him about it later. I glance away, and my gaze locks with Mr. Lee's again. I smile sheepishly.
"Sorry, I wasn't trying to snoop. It just caught my eye."
"No need to apologize. Would you care to step inside and share a nightcap, Ms. (YLN)? After all, if you're going to be Mickey and Mason's nanny, I should get to know you...and you should get to know me."
His eyes remain fixed with mine, and I feel myself shifting ever closer with his almost trancelike pull. I follow Lee Min-ho into his office and stare unabashedly as he pours the bourbon. My eyes trail over his body, confident he won't catch me looking... And as soon as his eyes lift and catch mine, I glance away.
"You've got a beautiful office. A beautiful home, really."
"Thank you. I noticed you admiring it."
You definitely noticed me admiring you. Mr. Lee takes a seat beside me, leaving a comfortable amount of space. I'm relieved and disappointed all at once. To make conversation, I gesture to the pictures on the wall.
"You skydive?"
"Oh, that? Yes. Well, I did back when I had the time and freedom."
"Do you miss it?"
"Like hell. The way it made my heart race, and I felt invincible, unstoppable, as if I could do anything..."
Mr. Lee inches closer to me with every word...but then, he meets my eyes, and hurriedly takes a sip of his bourbon.
"Now I just keep the picture around to remind myself of it all."
"If you found a safe way to chase that feeling, I bet you'd do it all again."
"Oh, Ms. (YLN). There's no safe way to achieve that feeling. You can only get it when you're taking a big risk."
Mr. Lee sighs deeply, and his penetrating gaze rests on me, unwavering.
"What about you? You've seen the inside of my home and gotten a taste of what makes me tick. I'm curious about you."
"What makes me tick?"
"Precisely."
"I'd say I'm driven by family life. That's why this job is so perfect for me. I want a family just like yours, one that I can care for and guide."
"Is that really true, or is that just one of those perfect, canned interview answers?"
"That's just my honest answer. If it sounds too perfect to you, then that's on you." Smirking a little, Mr. Lee nods.
"I have to admit that I felt the exact same way. In spite of everything I've done for Lee Enterprises, the best thing I ever did was this family."
"The twins are such wonderful boys. I'd be honored to watch them grow up."
Mr. Lee swallows heavily. "Right."
"Did I say something wrong?"
"No, not at all. On the contrary, I admire your passion. So few people share our kind of fire. It can make life lonely, but it's all the sweeter when you finally encounter a kindred flame."
I suddenly become hyperaware that Mr. Lee and I somehow shifted closer to each other throughout the conversation. My breath catches as I drown in his deep eyes... I lean in, and Mr. Lee does the same. The bourbon on his breath mingles with the bourdon on mine, and our eyes flutter closed...
"(Y/N)..."
My name is like a promise on his lips...or maybe it's meant as more of a warning. I'm still deciding when... The sound of something spilling onto the couch startles me back into reality.
"My drink!"
Flustered, I jump up from the couch as Mr. Lee blots up the mess with a handkerchief.
"I'm sorry!"
"It was my fault, really. No need to apologize. Let's just pretend it never happened. Chalk it up to too much bourbon in general."
I'm sure he isn't just talking about the spill, but I'm eager to nod and put whatever the hell that was behind me. "Yeah, just too much bourbon."
"I let the time get away from me, and I still have something to show you. Let's continue our walk, shall we?"
"Sure thing. Lead the way."
Head still spinning, I follow Mr. Lee down the hall.
(Y/N), you've got to calm yourself down...this is Lee Min-ho! Billionaire, professional, potential boss. if you need to get some, get it somewhere else.
"Right in here." Mr. Lee opens the door and leads me into a...bedroom? Images from your dream this morning floods my minds...
*"Are you ready to work hard for me, (Y/N)?"*
"Ms. (YLN), did you hear me? If you want this job, it's yours. You can move into your room tomorrow."
"Really? Oh my God, thank you!"
I impulsively throw my arms around Mr. Lee in an elated hug... Then realize I can feel every inch of his body along mine. My face flushes... I savor the brief opportunity to press my body against his, inhaling his scent.
"I hope you'll excuse me, Mr. Lee. It's just...this opportunity means so much to me."
I finally step back, and Mr. Lee blinks, swallowing hard. He offers me his hand with a gentle smile.
"Think nothing of it. And, considering we'll be sharing such close quarters, I think you should probably start calling me 'Lee Know'. Assuming of course, that it's okay if I call you '(Y/N)'?"
"Of course! I can't wait to move in and get to know you and your beautiful family...Lee Know."
The next morning, I've almost finished packing up my stuff when I lock my eyes with my best friend, Jenny.
"Anyway, the money's great, the kids are great, and Lee Know is...great. It's basically a great way to kill time while I figure out what to do post-grad."
"I get it, the biotech billionaire is 'great'. But how hot is he? Like on a scale of 'clothes fresh from the dryer' to 'I'm chugging tabasco', he's..."
"He's tabasco. Those eyes...that hair...not to mention the body on this man. He's my boss, though. So nothing's going to happen."
"I have to see this for myself." Jenny grabs her phone and does a quick search. "Damn, he's dreamy. Lookin' gorgeous at this charity ball, lookin' gorgeous shaking hands with our senator...Oooh look, Star Gossip just added a news alert about him... 'Billionaire Lee Min-ho is tying the knot'?!"
"Wait, what?"
Jenny shows me her phone and there, in undeniable black and white, I read the breaking news for yourself.
"...Lee Know's engaged?!"