The Love Hater (Beaufort Billionaires #3)

He’s New York’s coldest billionaire CEO. And I just accidentally became his daughter’s nanny. To be clear, I didn’t mean to become anyone’s nanny. There was a coffee shop. Some bunny-shaped foam art.

And a serious case of mistaken identity. Now I’m working for Sullivan Beaufort. Grumpy. Guarded. Sinfully handsome. And CEO of Beaufort Diamonds.

He’s a self-proclaimed Love-Hater, haunted by a family tragedy that left scars too deep for anyone to reach. He doesn’t want a nanny. He definitely doesn’t want me.

But where he is sharp edges, brooding silences, and late-night piano melodies soaked in grief… his two-year-old daughter is belly giggles, mischief, and sticky fingers that have wrapped themselves around my heart.

One minute we’re baking cookies. The next, I catch Sullivan watching me like I’m both his biggest regret… and his greatest temptation. This job was never meant to be forever. It was stop-gap.

A paycheck I desperately needed. But now? I don’t know if I can walk away from the man who swears he’ll never fall in love… Because the music he plays sounds like his soul is begging him to be wrong.

And if I listen closely enough, maybe I’ll finally understand what he’s been afraid of all along. I know one thing for certain… When this song comes to an end, none of us will ever be the same.