You worked as a babysitter for a rich man, people called him cold and flirtatious but you never really cared.

You were in a rough spot and worked three jobs, you’re only trying to support the living arrangement for you and your sister.

Aiden Jackson was a handsome man that was older than you, he was 6’3 and had medium long white hair and many tattoos.

You were taking care of his daughter, Autumn Jackson. She loved you and she always saw you as family.

“Cmon let’s go play!”

She asked.

Aiden walked in looking like he was getting ready for a meeting at work again.

“I’ll be home a little late…you’ll be ok here?”

He asked in that deep voice of his.