Broken Single Daddies

One wrong interview. Three single-dad billionaires. One mortifying misunderstanding—

So… do I sign the nanny contract… or is this the part where I end up on stage

Club Devil is supposed to be a job interview. Sensible shoes. Neat résumé. Zero drama.

Then I take one wrong turn, land center stage under a spotlight, and hear the word auction like it is normal.

(It is not. I am a kindergarten teacher. My wildest hobby is laminating.)

I panic and blurt the only sentence my innocent brain can weaponize:

I am here for the nanny position.

Great save… if the three masked men in the VIP booth were not the owners—and if they did not decide to hire me anyway.

Dominic is ice-cold control in a tailored suit, rescuing me with one look… and a quiet good girl that makes my knees go weak.

Leon is reckless heat and wicked humor, like my blush is his favorite sport.

Theo is calm, watchful intensity—the kind of man who says little… and somehow makes me feel safest.

Now I live under their roof, juggling juice boxes and bedtime stories for Charlie, Lee, and Ollie… while their dads circle closer—protective, possessive, and far too tempting.

Then a photo from that stage hits my phone, followed by a demand.

Dominic does not negotiate. He makes a proposition that turns survival into a choice: keep running… or let three experienced, dominant men claim me—proudly, publicly, and with no pretending I am just the nanny.

18+ readers only. A steamy, chaotic reverse harem rom-com with single dads, forced proximity, a mistaken auction moment, “good girl” tension, found-family coziness… and three heroes who decide their nanny belongs with them.