Big Easy Billionaires Series by Anna Michael

They call me "Big Balls." And they're not wrong when it comes to how I play and the risks I take. I'm all about football, winning, and loyalty. I never compromise when it comes to my daughter. After my wife died, I took the role of single father to the next level. Nobody, and I mean nobody, will ever come between us. Not even the unbelievably sexy nanny I hired. She's off limits, and that's the way it should be. Even though I can't keep my mind or my hands off her... moreThey call me "Big Balls." And they're not wrong when it comes to how I play and the risks I take. I'm all about football, winning, and loyalty. I never compromise when it comes to my daughter. After my wife died, I took the role of single father to the next level. Nobody, and I mean nobody, will ever come between us. Not even the unbelievably sexy nanny I hired. She's off limits, and that's the way it should be. Even though I can't keep my mind or my hands off her.With a reputation like his, I know I should steer clear. Do my job and nothing more. But when the NFL's star player looks at me like he's looking at a Superbowl Ring, my knees go weak, my toes curl, and my lips ache for his kiss. I need to hold my ground and keep him at arm's length, especially since he's making a play to win my heart. I can't afford to play games with him. Especially when I know I'm the one who will lose in the end. less

I may have a less-than-perfect reputation from my days as a world-famous rockstar, but now I’m the big boss of one of the top labels in the music game. The contracts I ink bring in billions. Finding talent is my specialty, keeping an assistant—not so much. It’s true what they say… good help is hard to find. They either see me as an easy lay or a stepping stone to the top. With the charity I’ve worked so hard to create on the line, I know I have to clean up my act... moreI may have a less-than-perfect reputation from my days as a world-famous rockstar, but now I’m the big boss of one of the top labels in the music game. The contracts I ink bring in billions. Finding talent is my specialty, keeping an assistant—not so much. It’s true what they say… good help is hard to find. They either see me as an easy lay or a stepping stone to the top. With the charity I’ve worked so hard to create on the line, I know I have to clean up my act. Luckily, my newest assistant claims she’s never heard of me.…I thought I was applying to be a corporate assistant. Turns out I should have read the fine print, because babysitter would be a more accurate job description. Now it’s my job to keep him out of trouble, which is a colossal feat, because whether he’s looking for it or not, it finds him with a capital ‘T.’ But it’s fine. I’ve got it all under control—I’m in no way dazzled by his panty-melting smile and I’m certainly not fantasizing about my hot older boss punching my V-card. After all, he’s paying me to keep him on the straight and narrow, and I’m willing to do anything to prove to him that I’m the right fit for the job. Even if that means pretending to be his girlfriend.… less