The Billionaire and the Cleaner by Sam Crescent

saved her from getting her heart-broken again. Her last boyfriend of two years had left her over a year ago. Frank had taken two years of her life and crushed her heart as well as what little ego she’d kept. There was no way she’d ever let another man get inside her heart or her head. When she’d first been with Frank, he’d been a caring, loving boyfriend. In the last year of their relationship he’d changed. Frank started getting angrier, and he’d lash out. Lana hated being one of the women who made excuses, but she ended up finding reasons for his behaviour. Fortunately, Frank never put her in the hospital as otherwise she’d be in trouble. Since Frank had worked his magic on her while dumping her, she refused to allow another man inside her heart or her body. She liked living alone in her spotless apartment with nothing to look forward to other than her weekend ritual of baking. Her neighbours loved her baking, and that’s how her life was going to remain. Careful, organised, and peaceful, the three words were her motto. Baking, reading, cooking, cleaning, and work. She let out a sigh then grabbed the vacuum cleaner to start cleaning the floor. During the summer months she kept the windows open to allow dust and fresh air to permeate the office. It was the middle of fall going into winter. Opening the windows would only freeze her. Going back to her humming, she started cleaning around each desk. Every so often Lana looked up to see Kent reading in his office. Sometimes he typ