Emily Tamara Jacobs had always had a thing for black-eyed men. When one came in form of her boss, Emily knew she had to watch her back. Emily, a professional nanny had just landed a job to work with William Blakes, the powerful billionaire whom everyone was terrified of. She was warned against working for the dangerous billionaire but she heard none of it as she dived head straight into doing exactly what she had been warned against. Taking care of the billionaire's daughter proved more difficult than she thought it would and when she started to fantasize about the black-eyed man, Emily would do anything to keep herself from falling for him all to no avail. Just as they are getting to a good place, an enemy from the past showed up to put a stop to the lovey-dovey relationship going on, implicating Emily in the worst of ways. Would they be able to put aside their differences and fight for what they truly want or would they allow themselves to be weighed down by it?
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It wasn't just any Monday to me especially as I got to resume work today. Now, don't get me wrong. It wasn't like I didn't have a job before now. I did but now, I had to work for another family as a nanny and for some reasons known to me, I was suddenly nervous.
“So, what were you saying again?” My maternal cousin, Selene, asked as she placed on the island the basket she had been bringing with her from the bedroom. She turned toward me as she wiped her hand clean with a napkin.
“I was asking you to give me a preview of what my soon-to-be boss looks like. I mean, who he is.” I explained. She sighed and dumped the napkin back in its place before walking over to her son who was settled at the breakfast bar happily munching on his cereals. We were both shitting ourselves.
“David, eat slowly.” She muttered as she ruffled his brown curls. Six-year-old David glanced up from his meal and stuck out his tongue at me. I smiled and waved back at him.
“I thought you told me that you were going to look that up on the internet, ” Selene mumbled as she went about trying to prepare the lunch boxes for her kids.
“G****e doesn't do well enough with the news. All I saw were his achievements and other accomplishments.” I rolled my eyes as I leaned forward on the island, arching my body against it.
“Goddamn Emily!” Selene shut the fridge close with a loud bang that had David flinching. I didn't flinch since I kinda of expected it. Selene doesn't work well under pressure. And she was always under pressure every morning when she prepared her kids for school.
“Language, Sel.” I chided her softly, sending her a soft scowl. She sighed and patted her long blonde hair which she had packed into a high ponytail.
“You had the whole night to talk to me about it. Why now?” She said through tight lips as she gestured to the open lunch boxes before her.
“I couldn't have spoken to you about it, not when you were tangled up in the sheets with Dan,” I mumbled, grimacing slightly at the image in my mind. I really should learn to stop snooping around to avoid seeing the things I didn't want to see.
“Jesus, Emily!” Sel screamed face-palming which made me laugh. David stopped eating to glance at his mum and I saw the worried look that immediately took over her face.
“Mom, are you seeing Dan now?” The boy looked hopeful, his large brown orbs twinkling as he looked up at his mum. Selene placed her hands on her hip before glancing at me for a split second.
“Thank you, Emily.” She gritted and I passed her a mischievous grin. Rolling her eyes, she walked away from where she was standing over to where David was seated having his breakfast.
Crouching low in front of him, she ruffled his hair while smiling. “No, sweetie. Mommy is not seeing Dan.” She told him.
David looked like he wanted to say something but he held back. He always did that, always holding back on what he wanted to say. He turned that way last year after his father left. He glanced down at his bowl of cereals and nodded slowly. Selene sighed before planting a small kiss on his cheeks.
I moved away from where I was standing, grabbing a medium-sized apple alongside me as I walked toward her to help her finish packing the kid's lunch boxes.
“Eleanor!” Selene screamed her lungs out as she called out to her youngest child. I chuckled as I watched her walk over to the bottom of the stairs to yell the little child's name again.
“Eleanor!” She yelled again. “You come down here young lady and have breakfast!” She added in a firm tone.
“Leave me alone, mom.” I heard her tiny, whiny sharp reply. I knew she was standing up there and looking back at her mum. She was rebellious even though she was just four.
“I said come down here, have breakfast, and get to school right now. I don't care if you can't find your teddy.” Selene screamed, holding her forehead. After that, nothing was heard. Not until moments later when her tiny approaching footsteps on the staircase resonated across the room.
Soon, she was standing in front of her mum, sulking loudly. Her small eyes were a replica of Selene's puffy; a sign that she had been crying. Her well-packed hair already had tendrils framing her face. She tucked her lips out and folded her arm across her chest. Small-sized and very stubborn, Eleanor.
Selene's gaze softened as she stared down at her. “I will get you another one, ” She promised.
Eleanor did not say anything again. She just walked away to her small chair where a bowl of cereal was already waiting for her.
“This girl, ” Selene shook her head before walking back toward their lunch boxes where she added the juice boxes she had taken from the fridge earlier. She zipped the box and placed it beside their respective backpack. Then, she took a step back and watched it.
The life of a single mum with two kids.
“Stop drinking the milk like that, David. It's disgusting.” Barely five minutes into the meal and she–Eleanor was already complaining.
“I will eat whatever way I want.” David fired back sharply as he met her expression with a death glare.
“But it's irritating. Eww, ” She whined, scrunching up her pretty face. David didn't mind her cos he picked up his bowl and drank his milk directly from it. “Mum, ask David to stop drinking like that, ” She whined, calling the attention of her mum.
“Eleanor, eat your food.” Her mum chided softly.
“But it's so, ewww. I'm going to puke.” She made a gagging noise and I laughed. She was such a cute devil. Selene sighed and turned to me for help.
“That's enough Eleanor. See, Dave is done. Now, finish up so you can go to school. Your school bus will be here any moment from now.” I told Just about the same time a loud familiar horn blared outside to get our attention.
“Great! Your school bus is here.” Selene said in sarcasm before walking toward Eleanor. She scooped a spoonful of the cereals into the spoon and quickly spoon-fed her. Thankfully, the tiny girl did not protest.
While she did that, I helped David get into his backpack. Soon, he was ready to go and he told his mum before running out. Selene grabbed a bottle of water and handed it to Eleanor before picking her up in her arms. I handed her Eleanor's school bag and lunch box before she walked away… from the house.
While she was gone, I settled for cleaning the kitchen and doing the dishes. I was still on it when Selene walked back in.
“Finally, they are gone.” She breathed and I couldn't help snickering in reply. “That girl is a handful.”
“She is her mother's daughter.” I chuckled as I finished rinsing the last bowl, dried it, and put it back where it belonged. Then, I turned toward Selene.
“I don't know much about my big boss because I don't work directly under him. You and I know I'm just a manager. But I know enough for your use.” She started when she saw the look on my face.
“I'm listening, ” I urged her to continue.
“William Blakes, cold arrogant thirty-five-year-old dangerous CEO of the Blakes INC. Most people like to call him Blades because well, he is dangerous and ruthless. His tongue has no filter. He says what he wants when he wants it. He detests being questioned, hates women.” She relayed and I nodded, taking it all in.
“So, he is a misogynist?” I asked as I arched my back against the counter still watching her.
“Not a misogynist. He just has a personal feud with women because his wife left him. He has a daughter whom you will be taking care of, you already know that.” She concluded and I sighed.
“Well, I've had to put up with a lot of nasty clients. This can't be hard.” I sounded like I was trying to convince myself more than I was convincing her this time.
“Just do your part and you will be fine. That's all I can say.” She advised me. “Do you think this is a good idea though?” She narrowed her eyes down at me.
“It doesn't matter. I'm Emily now, not that goddamn name I hate!” I seethed.
Her expression softened and she sighed. “Just be careful.” She advised me.
“Thanks, Sel.” I exhaled.
“I will miss you. The kids will miss you too.” She pouted softly. I knew that she would miss me. It was the reason why I didn't want to take the job in the first place but my agency referred me and there was nothing I could do except I wanted to stay idle for more than three months. That, I wasn't ready to do.
“I know right? I will miss you guys too. But don't worry, I will pop in once in a while.” I smiled and she nodded. “Things seemed to be moving fast between you and Dan.” I wiggled my brows at her and she laughed, suddenly turning shy.
“It just happened. We honestly weren't planning to.” She tried to defend herself but I just scoffed. When she saw that nothing she could say could convince me, she shook her head and walked away to grab her bag.
When she came back down, ready to go to work, she stopped to stare at me. “I will see you at the company, okay?” She breathed.
“Okay, ” I nodded. She blew me a kiss before she turned on her heels and walked out of the house, slamming the door shut behind her.
William Henry Blakes Leroy’s gaze followed Emily as she walked out of the room while I watched him. This guy was the only one who could impose himself on me the way he did and he knew it and used it to his full advantage. Yes, I'd canceled on him a lot of times but he was my friend and he knew how demanding business was. Exhaling, I left him standing and walked away to my bar. Looking through my collection of wine, I selected a bottle and walked back to the table. “So, that was Emily.” He started with a knowing smile. “What?” I tilted my head at him as I put down the bottle on the table. “Let’s have it. What's on your mind now?” I asked him. “I haven't even said a thing, bro.” He chuckled as he started to unbutton his jacket. I eyed him with a grimace. “You are dressed like it's not dinner at my house. Do you have plans to be somewhere else?” I asked him. He laughed as I pushed the chair back and settled down. Every
Emily Tamara Jacobs.After changing into a clean pair of shorts, a clean white top, and matching white Crocs, I wrapped my hair into a bun and placed a call to Dahlia so we could go grocery shopping. I realized after going through the kitchen that there weren't exactly the ingredients I needed for the meal I had in mind to cook for dinner.I was supposed to be sleeping but there I was, about to go shopping for some groceries.“Thank you, Crew.” I smiled at him as I stepped down from the car. After the whole talk with him a few days back which didn't result in something positive, I'd decided to just drop the topic and forget it.If Crew and William say it's nothing even though I think it's something, then it's nothing. I was going to leave them to it.“Shop enough for us.” He told me as I scrolled through my phone to dial Dahlia.“Oh, so now you want to eat?” I raised a brow at him while he made a face, pre
Emily Tamara JacobsI groaned for the umpteenth time that morning. Forcing myself to peel my eyes open, I reached for the alarm that wouldn't stop blaring and turned it off. Groaning again, I closed my eyes for a second before peeling them open again.I should have known that all those staying up at night were going to have grave consequences later. I started to feel sleepy soon after the whole episode with Williams in the kitchen and I'd just cleaned up before returning to the room since I didn't get a glimpse of him after that. I still found it odd that he must have been looking at my thighs to see those tattoos on there.I let out a sigh while I allowed myself to wonder for even a second what would have happened if he had figured it out. I probably would be dead meat by now. Throwing my duvet off me, I got out of bed and yawned, stretching alongside. Yawning again, I went straight to release my bowels after which I brushed my teeth. I splashed water on my face to get rid of whatev
Emily Tamara JacobsI let out a deep sigh as I tossed around in my bed. It was past two in the morning and for some reason very much known to me, I was finding it very hard to fall asleep. I gripped my sheets as I pressed up on my bed, balancing my head on the pillow.The bed that had always felt comfortable to lie in suddenly felt like the opposite. Although I had a very tiring day with Suzie who wanted to see and do everything at once, I still couldn't fall asleep.I shut my eyes for a few seconds, counting the stars I couldn't see in my mind. When I was a child, I always found myself doing that whenever I felt restless. I always had a hard time controlling my emotions as a kid and my brother taught me to control myself. It started with asking me to take a deep breath and then shut my eyes for a few seconds.But I had big emotions I couldn't process and had to do that a lot. With time, it stuck and I'd never stopped doing that too. My brother…I never really thought about him or my
Emily Tamara Jacobs. I paced around the kitchen, a frown on my face while twirling my necklace. I was confused. And disturbed. And it was about what happened yesterday evening. For some reason, it disturbed me greatly. I didn't know why I was worried about it, but I was. I couldn't shake off that worry. I inhaled deeply to calm myself, but it wasn't working. Who was the woman? And why was she even asking questions in the first place? “It's fine, Em. She was just curious, that's all,” I muttered. But what kind of curiosity would make her ignore personal greeting and ask if I was Suzie's mom? And then her look after that? I sat on a stool, pressing my hands to my forehead. “Hey, Em. William said — are you alright?” Crew stopped in front of me, a frown on his face. His shades were tucked into the pocket of his shirt. I raised my head and forced a smile. “Yeah, I am.” “Ugh. Come on, Em. I thought we were past this?“ He rolled his eyes, plopping down on a stool. “I thought we we
Emily Tamara JacobsI pushed the door to Dahlia's salon, walking in with Suzie still in my arms. The scent of hair oils and hair wash soaps hit me instantly. It wasn't the kind of smell that could make someone gag. Nope. This one was pleasant. Most especially the lavender hair wash. That smell overpowered the rest. The Salon was large. It was the biggest shop in the avenue. And the most attractive. Dahlia has flawless brown skin and beautiful admirable hair. We've been friends for so long that I lost count. I knew her through her hair obsession. It was like talking about the same people. Where there was hair talk, there was Dahlia. So, it was very easy for me to notice her then in college. So, I wasn't really surprised when she ditched law to pursue her through her passion. Damn her parents for pushing her through the stress. My eyes roamed around the Salon. It was almost filled up, with just one space available. All her workers were working on one person's hair or the other. I
Emily Tamara Jacobs. I rose from the bed, my lips parting in a wide yawn and I used the back of my palms to cover it. To say I was tired was a big understatement. I was beyond tired. I stayed up most of the night to watch CoCo with Suzie. It was a weekday. Thursday, to be precise, and I should have been stricter with Suzie and sent her off to bed, but it had been over a week since she was home, and she still hadn't resumed school because her father wanted to change her school but still hadn't decided which school he wanted her to attend. I already advised him to take it to the next session. They would be going on holiday for the Christmas break anyway but for some fucking reason, my boss was back to his funk and he was now barking and glowering about the house.At least, he was answering the phone when I called.It didn't matter if he acted cold to me. I just hated being under his merciless gaze and watching him scowl at everyone in his way. It was never pleasant. So, it was saf
William Henry Blakes. I turned around on my bed, my hand instinctively stretching to the nightstand to grab my phone. I turned off the alarm, for the third time today. I should have been up hours ago, preparing for work, but I wasn't exactly in the mood. Besides, I was supposed to bring Suzie back home today. Her back had healed up, but the scars hadn't faded entirely. I'm not sure they would, anyway. I was still angry that someone had done that to her. I groaned, rolling in the bed and staring up at the white ceilings. I could probably sleep for a few more hours. It wasn't that necessary for me to pick her up this morning. She has been there for a few weeks, surely she could handle a few more hours. Besides, Emily was there to take care of her. I hated the way my lip twitched at the thought of her name. Emily and Suzie were bonding. And Suzie now talks more. Most especially since she started hanging out with Eleanor. If I had the chance, I'd have Eleanor stay at my house,
Emily Tamara JacobsI got out of the car, holding Eleanor tightly because she could be funny. I turned to lock the car doors. Sel and I agreed that I take her car out and then she come around later on to take the car and Eleanor. I smiled down at Eleanor who was practically bouncing as we walked into the hospital. We got into the elevator, and just the same time a text came in, telling me that Suzie's room had been moved to the last room in the hallway, from Crew. My lips stretched into a smile as I saw the text. William must have informed Crew that I was coming back. Which was great because he would have to be the one to move my bags out of Sel's car and into his. I was glad that he was still here. The elevator opened, and I walked out, moving straight toward the last room. I smiled as I noticed Crew and Trevor standing guard outside the room as usual. “Hey, guys.” I smiled at them both. Trevor didn't talk much with me so I wasn't surprised that he only smiled at me. Crew ho
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