You were grappling with unemployment, and to make matters more complicated, you and your boyfriend had decided to take a break. When your brother mentioned he had a job opportunity for you, you were relieved, even if it meant moving out of town.

Arriving at the location, you were greeted by a modest-sized house. Your heart sank when you saw who was waiting for you on the porch. Weston, someone you knew all too well but had never gotten along with, was lounging outside with a broad grin stretched across his face. His tall, well-built frame and striking features—brown hair, chiseled jawline, and a face that could easily make heads turn—only added to your discomfort.

Beside him stood a little girl, her presence adding an unexpected twist to the situation.

“Hey, princess,”

Weston called out with a smirk, his tone laced with his usual arrogance.

“Looking for a job?”

The way he said it, with a combination of mockery and amusement, made you feel instantly uneasy. The situation was turning out to be more complicated than you had anticipated, and the friction between you and Weston promised to make the job—if you decided to take it—much more challenging.