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Shattered Dreams
Linde Lean

Jenny, a lovely, but long-ago orphaned young woman, comes to work for Ryan, an affluent and handsome Property developer who requires her services mostly at night, as a companion to his two year old son. Both fight their growing attraction to each other. Before they are able to resolve issues that arise between them, Ryan's son and Jenny are kidnapped. Learning that he thought she might be an accomplice, Jenny becomes bitter and very hurt. Ryan realizes how he let her down, and sets out to prove his love for her. These two estranged lovers must overcome personal and outside obstacles in order to find true love, before both their lives turn into Shattered Dreams.

 

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Shattered Dreams
Linde Lean

Chapter One

 

“Come in Miss. Smith, don’t hover.”

Jenny lifted her eyes to meet those of her prospective employer. Her breath caught in her chest at the full impact of his striking emerald eyes.

As he raised himself from the chair, in conventional courtesy, Jenny noticed his casual dress. Faded blue denim pants and a white cotton shirt, unbuttoned to mid-chest, very sexy.

Jenny entered the study and sat down on the edge of the brown leather armchair. If she sat back properly, her feet would not reach the floor. She already felt nervous, and at a disadvantage, she did not want him to look at her and think she was too young. She needed this job.

“Miss Smith, lets get down to the practicalities. I don’t believe that this position will suit you.” His businesslike tone did not distract from the attractive huskiness of his voice. “The position is for a nanny for my son, as you know. But you may be unaware that the position requires that you reside on the premises and that the working hours are from five in the evening, till quite late.”

Jenny felt the disappointment acutely. She’d not anticipated that within seconds of the interview, without having uttered a word, she would be found unsuitable for the position. But she intended to try her hardest to change his opinion. “That’s exactly what suits me about this position.” Seeing the enquiring curve to his brow, Jenny straightened her posture even further, and gave him a direct gaze. “I received a bursary from the Cape Town University, to study Child Psychology. I require a position that would enable me to go to the University during the day and afford me the opportunity to study in a quiet environment when I’m not on duty.”

Lifting a file from the desk, he quickly scanned it, then pinned her with a direct look. “Where are you living now?”

“On the premises of the nightclub I currently work in.”

“I see. You don’t like the job?”

“No, hostessing is not my scene. Also study is almost impossible and the money pitiable.”

“Hmm…” He flipped the file open again with understated casualness.

Jenny hoped he wouldn’t hold her job against her. She’d been compelled to find work and leave the orphanage when she completed her school year, two years ago.

He raised his hand to his jaw and ran an index finger over a stubble chin.

“When my PA invited you for the interview, you were advised that I require you to spend the weekend here, so that I can see how you interact with my son.” This a confident statement.

“Yes,” Lifting her backpack from the floor, she indicated it, “I brought my things with. It’s just for tonight and tomorrow, am I correct, I’m to leave Sunday morning?”

“Correct. Well, Miss Smith, let me show you to your room.” He stood up. 

“I’m sure the accommodation will be more than adequate,” she advised. “I’d prefer to meet Andy first, if you don’t mind?”

The smile he gave, dazzled her and feeling flustered she stood up, and walked toward the door.

As he allowed her to precede him through the study door, Ryan’s hand briefly touched her waist as he guided her out. Today, for some reason, the nervous butterflies, which normally settled in the pit of her stomach, bounded in her heart to settle low in her abdomen, causing an unfamiliar tingle.

 They headed towards the imposing stairway and as they ascended the stairs Ryan maintained his position just behind Jenny. Even with him a few steps behind and lower than her, Ryan still dwarfed her five foot two frame. When they reached the landing, he placed his hand on her elbow, a thrilling vizier ran through her body. Lifting her head, she noticed a hint of a smile play around his mouth, he was amused. Had he guessed her reaction to him? Well if he had, he knew more than her, as her feelings felt new and confusing to her.

This home was far more opulent than any she’d ever seen. Her childhood was less than perfect. She was left at an orphanage, in the Cape Flats, as a baby. Now was her chance to make something of herself and getting this job was the first step.

Ryan lightly tapped on the door, and opened it. As he entered Jenny heard a squeal of utter delight. “Daddy!"

 Entering behind Ryan, Jenny was just in time to see a little body came hurtling towards Ryan, whom quickly and adeptly caught the hurtling form, and with one fluid movement swung the little body, high up into the air. 

Jenny stood transfixed at the door, as the little boy, swung his arms out wide, making a noise like an airplane, as his father twirled him around in the air, his body almost touching the high ceiling. This was obviously, a well-established ritual.

When Ryan brought Andy down, holding him in his strong arms, against his broad chest, his son eagerly gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Ryan indulgently smiled at his son, whose delighted face was a mirror image of his own, with the same black hair and emerald eyes.

 The younger member of the family features, also hinted at, and promised the same strong features and strength of character, as the older one.  Jenny could see Andy’s obvious pleasure at seeing his Dad.

“I‘ve a surprise for you….”

“What Daddy? What?”

His little body, bobbed up and down with excitement, in Ryan’s arms.

 Turning towards Jenny, Ryan informally introduced her. “This is Jenny. She’s coming to stay with us for a few days.”

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