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Forty-seven

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Marielle woke because someone was laughing, not loudly, just enough to pull her out of sleep. She lay still a second, listening. The house was dark, the rain had stopped sometime after midnight, and everything outside had gone strangely quiet the way it does after a storm passes. The clock beside her bed read 12:41. She almost talked herself into thinking she'd imagined it.

Then she heard the cupboard door downstairs, followed by a muffled curse. "...Seriously?"

Grayson. She smiled before she c
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  • Nanny To The Billionaire's Secret Heir    Sixty four

    Marielle found Grayson in the sitting room with one of the old photographs spread across his lap. He had been looking through them for several minutes, although he had not turned the page once. She noticed that when she came in, he almost closed the album.“Caught you,” she said.He looked up. “Doing what?”“Looking guilty.”“I wasn't aware looking at photographs was a crime.”“With you, I wouldn't rule it out.”A small smile touched his mouth, but it disappeared when she sat beside him. The photograph in his hands showed two boys standing outside the mansion, both dressed in football kits. Julian had one arm around his shoulders. Grayson looked about ten, maybe eleven, and there was dirt on one knee of his shorts.“You were tiny,” Marielle said.“I was normal.”“You were tiny.”“I was eleven.”“Exactly.”He gave her a look, then looked back at the photograph. “Julian was always bigger.”“Were you close?”“We were brothers.”“That wasn't what I asked.”Grayson ran his thumb along the

  • Nanny To The Billionaire's Secret Heir    Sixty three

    The house was quieter in the afternoon. Theo had gone down to the beach with one of the staff members, and Grayson had disappeared somewhere after taking a phone call that Marielle suspected he would later claim was “nothing important". She had finished her book twenty minutes ago and had no interest in starting another one, so she wandered through the house instead. She had already seen most of the rooms, but only quickly, usually because Theo had been dragging her somewhere or Grayson had been waiting for them outside. Without either of them around, she noticed things she had missed before. The house was bigger than it needed to be. There were rooms nobody seemed to use, shelves filled with books that looked untouched, and photographs everywhere, most of them framed in dark wood. She stopped at one near the end of the hallway because she recognised Grayson immediately, even though he looked nothing like the man she knew now.He couldn't have been more than ten. Maybe eleven. His hai

  • Nanny To The Billionaire's Secret Heir    Sixty two

    Theo decided Marielle could not be allowed near the water without proper supervision. He made this announcement over breakfast while she was halfway through her toast, and before she could ask what he meant, he had already turned to Grayson with the seriousness of a man arranging a military operation. “She needs lessons.” Grayson looked at Marielle. “Apparently you need lessons.” “I can swim.” Theo shook his head. “You can float.” Marielle put her toast down. “I beg your pardon?” “Yesterday you held onto the side the whole time.” “I was being careful.” “You were scared.” “I was not scared.” Grayson took another sip of coffee and tried very hard not to smile. “This is going well.” She pointed at him. “Don't start.” Theo climbed down from his chair. “Dad can teach you.” “Why does Dad have to teach me?” “Because he's good at swimming.” Grayson looked at his son. “You planned this.” Theo grinned. “A little.” By the time they reached the pool, Marielle had already decided that agreeing ha

  • Nanny To The Billionaire's Secret Heir    Sixty one

    Chapter 60: BonfireBy the time the sun started going down, Theo had decided that the beach needed a fire. He had apparently seen one in a movie and had spent the better part of an hour explaining to Grayson why a proper family holiday could not possibly be complete without one. Grayson had listened while Theo made his case, then looked at Marielle as if he expected her to settle the matter. She had shrugged. “He's got a point.” “You too?” Grayson asked. “I didn't say I wanted one.” “You didn't have to.” Theo was already running toward the staff member who had been setting up the fire pit. “Dad said yes.” Grayson sighed. “I really didn't.”They carried blankets down to the beach once the fire was burning properly, and Theo brought three sticks because he had decided they were going to roast marshmallows. Marielle had no idea what she was doing, but she refused to admit it. She had seen people cook over fires before. It couldn't be that difficult. She placed a small pan over the flames

  • Nanny To The Billionaire's Secret Heir    Sixty

    Theo was awake before either of them that morning, which meant Marielle knew something was wrong before she even opened her eyes. He came running into their room with his hair sticking up on one side and announced that Dad had promised to take the boat out. Grayson, who had been half asleep beside the window, opened one eye and asked why Theo was yelling at seven in the morning. “Because we're going on the boat.” Theo climbed onto the end of the bed. “You said today.” Grayson rubbed his face. “I did.” “So we're going now.” “We haven't had breakfast.” Theo considered that for a second. “We can eat on the boat.” Marielle pulled the pillow over her face. “You created this problem yourself.” Grayson looked at her. “I know.”By the time they reached the dock, Theo had asked whether the boat could go faster than a car, whether fish could hear the engine, whether sharks followed boats because they were curious, whether dolphins liked children, and whether his father had ever driven a boat in

  • Nanny To The Billionaire's Secret Heir    Fifty nine

    Marielle had expected the island to be beautiful. Grayson had mentioned white sand, clear water and a house large enough to accommodate all three of them, so she had already pictured something expensive and slightly ridiculous. What she had not expected was how quiet it would be. There were no cars passing on a road somewhere beyond the trees. No staff members waiting around unless they were needed. No strangers wandering past with phones held up. Most of all, there were no cameras. She stood near the edge of the beach for a moment, sunglasses pushed onto her head, and looked back at the house. Nobody was watching them. Nobody knew where they were. She could not remember the last time she had been somewhere without checking over her shoulder first.Theo did not care about any of that. He had been on the beach for less than two minutes when he announced that it was his. “This part is mine,” he said, pointing at a patch of sand as though he had paid for it himself. Marielle laughed and

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