Breeding the Babysitter Series

Hayley babysits for Nikolas Haskell, one of the most powerful men in the city and a notorious sex god. Nikolas doesn't ask for what he wants – he demands it.   And now, he wants Hayley.   She knows she won't be able to resist him. But what she doesn't know is that he's about to put a baby in her. And what then? Nikolas has a different woman on his arm each night. He couldn't possibly change his ways for Hayley, a simple babysitter.   Could he?

Fiona looks after the children of the most powerful man in the world – President Reeves. And she can't stop thinking about him. Lying awake at night, moaning into her pillow, her hand between her thighs... wondering what it would be like to have him put a baby inside her.   But she might not be wondering for much longer. What Fiona doesn't know is that the President and his wife have a plan for her...

Every time Rosie looks at Roy Halliday, the father of the children she babysits, she aches inside. Even though he's nearly twice her age, she thinks about him at night while she gasps beneath her sheets; imagines him between her thighs, giving her the pleasure she longs for...   But she doesn't just fantasize about him giving her pleasure. She wants him to give her a baby.   Sometimes, in the intense green gaze of his eyes, she imagines that she can see a similar longing.   But is it really just her imagination?

Enzo Morelli, the father of the children Kara babysits, makes her melt like icecream on a hot Summer's day. She can't stop gawking when he walks by shirtless; his chiseled body makes her hot in all kinds of ways. And when he makes a move on her, she can't believe it.   But it's about to get complicated. Because there's about to be another child on the way... And there's something Enzo hasn't told her.

Shae babysits for Elyas Christensen, the most powerful criminal defense attorney in London. There's something terrifying about his cold, steely gaze and his mysterious connections to the criminal underworld. But even more terrifying is that when Shae sees him with his kids, she feels herself falling under his spell...   And when they spend an intensely hot night together, she realises she is carrying his baby...   But can she trust this dangerous man?

Jessica looked up to catch David staring at her. "Take a picture. It'll last longer," she giggled.   "Wow," he said. "You look incredible."   Jessica sensed warmth spreading to her cheeks. She tried not to let her nervousness show when she spoke and flashed a big smile. "Thank you." There was no mistaking the heat in David's gaze. His hands opened and closed into fists as though he was resisting the urge to reach out and touch her. They stood in uncomfortable silence, gazes locked until Jessica couldn't stand it anymore. She strode toward him, determined to see what happened. Relief washed over David's face, and he met her halfway, their lips converging for a desperate kiss. With their pent-up tension finally unleashed, things quickly went from zero to a hundred in a matter of moments. David backed Jessica against the wall. One hand slipped under the hem of her dress and grabbed her through the silky material of her panties.   "Jessica," he murmured. "I've wanted you for so long."

"You do the world a disservice by not allowing me to photograph you." His distinctive accent was no longer a challenge for me to understand.   I turned to see him with his shoulder propped against the wall as he stared at us. Esmée's head lazily lifted from my shoulder at the sound of her father's voice, but soon her head had returned to its resting place.   "The world, or just you?" I asked, unsuccessfully fighting back a smile.   "Same same," he waved away the semantics with his hand as he pushed away from the wall and stepped towards us. "I doubt a photo of your babysitter doing her job will compare to your other masterpieces," I pointed out as I continued my slow waltz about the room with his daughter.   "You're right. You'd be in a class all your own," his voice was lower, but his proximity permitted it.   I turned to face him, refusing to shy away from his intense gaze.   If there was anything I had learned in my months of working as Esmée's babysitter, it was that Gaspard loved to flirt. I'd often see the tell-tale blush creep up the neck of a flustered model after he plied her with a compliment, words dripping in that notorious French accent.

I reached the bottom of the stairs as he came through the door. It wasn't until he went through the foyer and into the living room that Alex and I came face to face.   It felt like I was eighteen again. My pulse raised, and butterflies fluttered in my stomach at the sight of him.   He looked more handsome than I remembered. He looked even sexier than I imagined. The image of him that flashed through my mind whenever I thought of him didn't do him justice.   I wanted to run to him, to hug him and tell him how much I missed him, but I couldn't. He might have forgotten about me already.   Alex's mouth fell while his blue eyes widened as he recognized me. "Scarlett?"   I lifted a hand and gave a reluctant wave. "Hi, Alex."   He closed the distance between us in quick strides. My heart almost jumped out of my chest when he wrapped his arms around me and spun me around. A giggle escaped my lips, but that died down instantly when he stopped and held me tight.

How many late nights, how many early mornings had it been now, sprawled out alone in her bed, his name on her lips, imagining it was him?   A year of this now. A year of aching for him, of heat pooling in May's stomach every time he caught her gaze. The nineteen year old had never wanted anyone the way she had wanted him. And yet, he seemed to overwhelm her senses, filling her with desire until all she could do was vehemently wish he would push her against the nearest surface, tug her panties down her thighs and make her his...

Trixie and Daniel always had a thing for each other growing up, but neither of them acted on it. But now, years later, Daniel has found himself in a loveless marriage, and Trixie works as his nanny.   They know it's wrong, but they can't keep their hands off each other.   But where will it lead? And what unforeseen consequences will result when they take a passionate weekend trip away?

Rose is hired to babysit for billionaire socialite Xavier Grayson. But he soon begins to see her as more than just 'the nanny'. When the heat gets turned up in the Grayson mansion can Rose keep her cool?