Four

James started walking, and Luna quickly followed him. After a few seconds, she could distinguish the large champagne-colored van.

"Get in." He said as he opened the door.

She climbed into the passenger side and quickly James climbed in beside her.

"Well, for this week, I'll tell you some rules you'll have to follow." He said seriously, although he was quite happy. "Not to be too strict, it'll just be a few."

"That's all right."

"You'll write these down mentally. Rule number one: you will do with Portia only what I allow you to do. I have already experienced uncomfortable situations with other nannies, and I don't think it's good for them to do something with my daughter that I wouldn't do with her, or allow. Rule number two: you can ask her certain questions, but I will tell you which ones you CANNOT ask. Nothing about her mother or family in general. About her grandmother, maybe. Rule number three: if you stay, you will be assigned a room. Your house, my house. But you can't bring strangers. Rule number four: our relationship has to be the best possible, but it will remain explicitly work and professional. We are not friends. Rule number five: if I say something, it gets done. If I'm wrong about something, feel free to let me know," he said quickly. Luna nodded, still dismissing several thoughts.

"Can I refute any of them at some point?"

"Yes. But i will decide what happens next."

The drive to Luna's house took about 5 minutes, in which silence was present.

Upon arrival, she began to open the door. James asked,

"Do you want Luke to help you?"

"No, I can manage. I'll be right back." She said quickly.

She got out of the truck and walked into his house. As she entered her room, she grabbed everything she would need for the week. Clothes, books, notebook, her computer and a few more things she had forgotten to pack the night before.

She hurried downstairs with only two suitcases and a small purse. James looked at her and helped her put the suitcases in the trunk. Then he opened the door for her and quickly left for his place.

He had promised Portia to come back earlier in the day yesterday, but thene

he disappeared in work and well, he expected her to be upset.

Of course, he hoped she was glad to meet the new friend she would have.

As they parked, Luna noticed how quickly they pulled up to open the door for her. They were parked in front of a cold, metal-looking building. According to James, he used to stay there when he needed to. He never went there since it was not the main destination of his work trips...

James entered the place, walked through the huge glass door, and joined her. He noticed how the employees of the place greeted him politely. Some seemed to do so cautiously.

She was nervous, she had never done anything like this before. In a moment, she had dropped everything, just to go see a girl she didn't know, with a man who in plain sight looked like an ogre. I mean, he didn't look like an ogre but was kind of...scary?

"Are you, like, super rich or something?" she asked, knowing that it sounded a little rude.

" Um, a little. I might own a few things." He confessed quickly. She looked at him in surprise, expecting him to laugh.

"Well, I can see why you wanted to raise my salary." she smiled. A small smile escaped James, though he quickly wiped it off.

He closed his eyes, hoping to arrive in New York soon.