I was nineteen when I got hired onto the landscaping crew and moved into the room over the garage for the summer. Vanessa Marsh was forty, married eight years to a man three decades older who'd had a vasectomy at a clinic before he ever proposed, and never told her. She found out from a bill in the mail. The nursery upstairs had sat closed under a dust sheet ever since.

She started it. She was the one who crossed the gravel to my door when Richard was away, the one who pulled me into the house, into the marital bed, and told me not to pull out.

Richard's daughter Simone came to help sell the estate, started asking questions, then got a photograph. The prenup was clear: if Vanessa got caught, she'd leave with nothing.

She got pregnant anyway. Three positive tests went on the hall table next to Richard's passport, in front of the whole family, and she named me as the father before anyone could stop her. She handed back the jewelry, kept only the wedding ring as evidence, and walked out with the one thing Richard's money could never buy her.

The complete story: Serving, Pleasing, and Breeding My Boss's Wife, together for the first time.

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