Prince Daddy & the Nanny. Brenda Harlen

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      To Kate Weichelt—

      who has helped brainstorm solutions to many story

      problems over the years, including a few in this one.

      Thanks for being a friend, an inspiration,

      and especially for being you!

       Chapter One

      So this is how the other half lives.

      Hannah Castillo’s eyes widened as she drove through the gates into the upscale neighborhood of Verde Colinas.

      Actually, she knew it was more likely how half of one percent of the population lived, and she couldn’t help wondering what it would be like to grow up in a place like this. Having spent the first eight years of her life moving from village to village with her missionary parents, she hadn’t realized there was anything different until her uncle Phillip had brought her to his home in Tesoro del Mar.

      And even then, she wouldn’t have imagined that there was anything like this. She hadn’t known that real people lived in such luxury. Not regular people, of course, but billionaires and business tycoons, musicians and movie stars, philanthropists and princes. Well, at least one prince.

      Prince Michael Leandres was the thirty-eight-year-old president of a multimedia advertising company, cousin of the prince regent, widowed father of Tesoro del Mar’s youngest princess, and the first man who had ever made her heart go pitter-patter.

      As she slowed to wait for another set of gates to open so that she could enter the drive that led to the prince’s home, she couldn’t help but smile at the memory. She’d been twelve at the time, and as flustered as she was flattered when Uncle Phillip asked her to accompany him to the by-invitation-only Gala Opening of the Port Augustine Art Gallery.

      She’d been so preoccupied thinking about what she would wear (she would have to get a new dress, because a gala event surely required a gown) and whether she might be allowed to wear makeup (at least a little bit of eyeliner and a touch of lip gloss) that she hadn’t given a thought to the other guests who might be in attendance at the event. And then she’d walked through the doors on her uncle’s arm and spotted Prince Michael.

      To a preteen girl who was just starting to take note of the male species, he was a full six feet of masculine perfection. He was also a dozen years older than she, and already there were rumors swirling about his plans to marry his longtime sweetheart, Samantha Chandelle. But Hannah’s enamored heart hadn’t cared. She’d been content to admire him from afar, her blood racing through her veins just because he was in the same room with her.

      Since then, she’d met a lot of other men, dated some of them and even had intimate relationships with a few. But not one of them had ever made her feel the same kind of pulse-pounding, spine-tingling excitement that she’d felt simply by being in the presence of Prince Michael—not even Harrison Parker, the earl who had been her fiancé for a short time.

      Now, fourteen years after her first meeting with the prince, she was going to come face-to-face with him again. She might even have a conversation with him—if she could manage to untie her tongue long enough to form any coherent words—and hopefully persuade him that she was the perfect woman to take care of his adorable daughter. Of course, it might be easier to convince him if she believed it herself, but truthfully, she wasn’t sure how she’d let Uncle Phillip convince her that the idea of working as a nanny for the summer wasn’t a completely ridiculous one.

      Or maybe she did know. Maybe it was as simple as the fact that she was in desperate need of an income and a place to stay for the summer, and working as a nanny at Cielo del Norte—a royal estate on the northern coast—would provide her with both. But on top of that, her uncle claimed that he “would be most grateful” if she would at least meet with the prince—as if it would be doing him some kind СКАЧАТЬ