Tutor by Day, Mrs. by Night

Tutor by Day, Mrs. by Night

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Introduction

Four years of scholarships. Four years of straight A's. Four years with Leo—my first love, my forever. I thought I had it all figured out. Study hard, graduate, build a life with the boy who promised me the world. Except the world he promised me was a lie.

Because why is my broke boyfriend wearing a designer suit in a restaurant I couldn't afford in ten lifetimes? And why is he kissing a girl dripping in diamonds?

Heartbreak tastes like betrayal. But I don't have time to fall apart—I have a lesson to teach. Sophia Voss, daughter of Wall Street's most elusive billionaire, is waiting.

What I don't expect? Her father, Elias Voss, cornering me in his room. His thumb catching my tears, tilting my chin up until I'm drowning in those gray eyes.

"He's a fool," he murmurs, his breath warm against my temple. "A boy who couldn't see the woman right in front of him."

His hand slides to my waist. My resistance crumbles. Then he leans in, his lips brushing my ear:

"You're so tight, Miss Reed. Perfect."

Wait—is he talking about my teaching? Or something else entirely?

One night becomes one mistake becomes his mouth claiming mine, growling, "Marry me."

By day, I'm still her tutor. By night? I'll be Mrs. Voss.

Some lessons happen after hours—and my new husband grades on a curve.

Chapter 1

Lila

I pushed through the glass doors of Meridian Holdings and stopped on the sidewalk, letting the afternoon crowd flow around me. My hands were still shaking a little. Two hours in that twentieth-floor conference room, and I could finally breathe.

The interview had gone well. Really well. Better than I'd dared to hope, though hoping had become a luxury I couldn't usually afford.

I pulled out my phone, thumb hovering over Leo's contact. I wanted to tell him. Wanted to hear him laugh that way he did when I had a small win, wanted to say I think I actually have a chance and have him believe it with me.

He picked up before the first ring finished. "Hey, how'd it go?"

"Really well, I think. They seemed impressed, and the HR guy told me to expect—"

"That's great, babe. Really great." His words came fast, cutting through mine. "Listen, I'm sorry, but I can't do dinner tonight. Professor Hartley just asked me to help compile data for his research proposal. It's going to run late, probably past midnight. Rain check?"

The little balloon of excitement in my chest deflated. I kept my voice bright anyway. "Of course. Work is important."

"You're the best." Rustling in the background, muffled voices. "I'll make it up to you tomorrow, I promise. Somewhere nice."

"I'm looking forward to it." I smiled even though he couldn't see it. "Oh, and Leo? I have a surprise for you too. Something I've been saving up for."

"A surprise?" His voice warmed. "Now you've got me curious."

"You'll have to wait until tomorrow." I pulled up the email on my phone—the $850 charge that had made me hesitate for a full ten minutes before clicking "confirm purchase." Your order will arrive by Sunday. Recipient: Leo Whitmore. A charcoal suit, nothing fancy but professional enough for his consulting interviews.

I'd been tutoring a girl from the Upper East Side for the past six months—SAT prep, mostly, with some help on her college essays. Her father paid well, better than any of my other jobs, and I'd been carefully setting aside that money. Money for first month's rent after graduation, for security deposits, for all those expenses that were coming whether I was ready or not.

The suit had taken a significant chunk of that savings. Not enough to ruin me, but enough that I'd felt it. Enough that I'd had to recalculate my budget three times to make sure I could still cover next month's expenses.

"Can't wait," Leo said. Then, more distant, like he'd turned away: "Yeah, I'm coming—sorry, Lila, I really have to go. Love you."

"Love you too—"

The line went dead. I stood there, phone still pressed to my ear, watching professionals stream past in their end-of-day rush. Everyone seemed to know exactly where they were going.

My phone buzzed. Sarah, from my Urban Economics seminar.

EMERGENCY. My mom fell—I'm at the hospital. Can you PLEASE cover my shift at Le Ciel Bleu tonight? I'm literally begging you. They'll pay $200 in tips, I swear. It's just down the street from Meridian.

I stared at the message. I'd been planning to go home, heat up leftover pasta, maybe work on my resume. But $200 was $200.

Is your mom okay?

Broken hip. Surgery tomorrow. PLEASE Lila I'm desperate.

Okay. I'll do it. Send me the details.

YOU ARE A LIFESAVER. Manager's name is Laurent. Just tell him Sarah sent you. THANK YOU THANK YOU.


Le Ciel Bleu was the kind of restaurant I usually walked past without looking at. Floor-to-ceiling windows revealing another world—one where people paid $65 for an appetizer and didn't blink. Where the wine list started at $500.

The manager, Laurent, was thin with silver temples and a French accent that sounded both real and performed. He looked me up and down, calculating. But Sarah's name worked. "Ah, yes. Sarah called. You will do the west section—corporate clients, they tip well if you are efficient and invisible. Do you understand? Efficient and invisible."

"I understand."

The uniform fit reasonably well—a black dress with a white apron. I caught my reflection in the brass mirror by the staff entrance and barely recognized myself. With my hair pulled back and a touch of Sarah's leftover lipstick, I almost looked like I belonged here.

The dinner rush started at six. I moved through the dining room with the efficiency I'd learned from years of service work, my hands steady even carrying plates that cost more than my weekly food budget. The guests barely glanced at me. Laurent had been right about the invisibility. I wasn't Lila Reed here, the girl from foster care with too many student loans. I was just hands delivering food, a smile offering wine, a shadow in black and white.

At 8:30, Laurent gave me a fifteen-minute break. I slipped into the staff alcove, feet aching in borrowed heels, and pulled out my phone.

I typed out a quick message to Leo: Don't forget to eat something while you're working. I know how you get when you're focused on a project.

We'd been together since freshman year—four years of late-night study sessions, shared pizzas, dreams about our future. Four years of watching him push himself, always worried about money, the right connections, the right everything.

I thought about the suit waiting to be delivered tomorrow. The surprise I couldn't wait to see on his face.

"Lila." Laurent appeared in the doorway. "I need you back on the floor. VIP room eight just arrived—very important guests. When you serve them, be extra careful. No mistakes."

I pushed myself up, ignoring my protesting feet. "Of course."

The dining room had shifted—the earlier chaos settling into something quieter. I was refilling water at table twelve when I heard the host's voice rise in that particular tone reserved for the very wealthy.

"Mr. Whitmore, your private room is ready. Right this way, please."

My hand froze. Water sloshed dangerously close to the rim. Whitmore. It was a common name, wasn't it? New England was full of Whitmores. Just because Leo's last name was Whitmore didn't mean—

I turned.

The man was tall, broad-shouldered, wearing a suit that even I could tell was bespoke. Deep navy fabric that caught the light, shoes that were definitely Italian leather. But it was his face that made my breath catch.

Leo.

My Leo, who'd told me three hours ago he'd be in the library until midnight. My Leo, who wore thrifted sweaters and complained about textbook prices. My Leo, who'd held my hand through panic attacks about tuition and said we'd figure it out together because we were both in the same boat.

Except this man didn't look like someone in the same boat. He looked like someone who'd never known what the boat felt like.

The woman on his arm wore a champagne silk dress and a Cartier necklace. She laughed at something Leo said, her hand possessive on his forearm.

"Darling," the woman said, her voice carrying, "I love that Tom Ford looks on you. You should wear navy more often."

"Whatever you prefer," Leo replied, and his voice was exactly the same as on the phone. Warm. Teasing. "Tonight's my treat, by the way. Order anything you want."

The dining room continued around me—conversations, silverware, wine being poured. But I stood frozen, my reflection caught in a nearby mirror. I looked small in my black dress and white apron. My face pale. My hands red and rough from years of service work.

Tom Ford, I thought again. The name echoed in my head. That's at least five thousand dollars. How can he afford that? How—

The host was already leading them away, toward the back of the restaurant. I watched them disappear through the archway, saw the door to VIP room eight swing open, saw the warm glow of the chandelier inside before the door closed behind them.

I stood there in the middle of the dining room, the water pitcher trembling in my hands. The weight of it suddenly felt unbearable.

That was Leo, wasn't it? The question formed slowly, like my brain was refusing to process what my eyes had seen. Why is he here? Who is that woman? Why did the host call him Mr. Whitmore? Why—

But I couldn't finish the thought. Couldn't make sense of any of it. Around me, the restaurant carried on—guests laughing, wine glasses clinking, the soft murmur of a hundred conversations I wasn't part of. And I just stood there, invisible in my black and white uniform, staring at the closed door of room eight.

Why.

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