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His deep voice boomed across the passageway. "No," Cynthia shook her head. "it's about the woman you hired as a nanny." My eyes perked up, Malachi raised his brow then softened his gaze as he turned and crouched before to Lila. "Piccolina, do you mind stepping into your room for a moment?" "Of course daddy!" She squealed then ran past us to her room. Malachi rose up, regarding Cynthia with that his hard stare. "I believe this woman is unfit and unstable to look after your daughter." I gasped at her words, my eyes widened but she just continued. "because I do not know why a nanny would drop a four year old on a counter table bigger than her."

Kathy simply replied. "Nanny? Thought you said you didn't want a nanny" the girl said. "Yes Chloe but dad won't accept that so he brought a new nanny" Kathy rolled her eyes and Chloe chuckled. "By the way I like your hair" Chloe smiled and touched Kathy's hair when they got to their class and sat down. "Really?" "Yeah, it's different and much more pretty, is it your new nanny that did it for you?" Chloe asked. "Hmm, yeah..I mean no" Kathy smiled and Chloe stared at her "Okay"

Bold red marker at the top. NANNY WANTED I blinked, my brain trying to make sense of it. A nanny? Then I read the line underneath, and my breath caught. Pay: Two Million. Advance Payment Available.

" Her praise was genuine, and the nanny's smile grew wider. "I decided to make myself look good," the nanny said, her eyes shining with confidence. As she drove through the city, she felt a sense of joy and contentment wash over her. She was enjoying Gladys' company immensely, and the little girl's sweet nature was a balm to her soul.

“Enough. No cake brains or insults. Leo, help her instead.” Reluctantly, he did. Leaning over her notebook, explaining the steps with a patience that surprised her. Alina’s pout melted into concentration, though she still grumbled. The nanny, clearing plates nearby, chuckled. “You remind me of my own kids. Teenagers now, but just as dramatic.” Alina perked up. “You have kids? Can we meet them?” “Maybe one day,” the nanny said with a laugh, shaking her head. The room filled with warmth, laughter spilling easily. Layla watched them, her chest full. For a moment, it felt like a family.

Her weathered hands smoothed the fabric as she looked at the child with a mixture of affection and mild exasperation. The child suddenly stopped in her tracks when a photograph slipped from the nanny's lap and fluttered to the ground. Without hesitation, little Hilda quickly picked it up, her curious eyes immediately drawn to the image. "Nanny, who is this child?" the young girl asked, studying the photograph intently. She could see her nanny in the picture, standing beside a boy who appeared to be around six years old. "He's my son. Handsome, isn't he?" the nanny asked, a warm smile spreading across her face, her eyes lighting up with maternal pride. The child nodded eagerly, captivated by

"Evelyn?" Lily. She was awake, and her voice carried that particular note of urgency she always had the moment she realized I wasn't in the room. I closed my eyes briefly. Of all moments. I forced myself forward - not too quickly, not too slowly, just another nanny carrying laundry through the east wing. Normal. Everything had to look normal, even as every nerve in my body screamed that nothing about this moment was normal at all. The staircase came into view, footsteps echoing from above, slow and measured, each one landing with the deliberate weight of a man who never hurried, not even when hurrying might have served him better. I looked up. Damian Blackwood stood at the top of the landing

Screams. Smoke. Fire. Blood. Giovanni wiped the blood from his face and got into the car, as if he hadn't caused chaos behind him. He straightened his blue tie and answered the ringing phone. His secretary, Anne, was calling him at the worst possible time. “Mr. Mancini, I'm calling to inform you that the last nanny has quit. We're running out of options. I don't know who to hire if even the trained women in our midst aren't enough.”

My mouth opened wide in disbelief at his thoughtfulness. “You hired another nanny; then what am I supposed to do?” I asked, feeling overwhelmed by his generosity. “For now, just take care of yourself and your baby, and let me handle everything else,” Hollis replied, his eyes full of compassion. “Why are you all these? I am just a nanny; I don’t deserve all this special treatment,” I said, feeling touched by his kindness. “You are not just a nanny; you are part of our family now,” he replied, wiping my tears that I didn’t even notice were falling as he leaned closer, his lips close to his ear. “And for the world, you are my financial reminder that, so everything that I am doing is a decoy to

But the only missing piece of the puzzle was the person that caused all this mess. He was not even human enough to send at least an email or a message to apologize. That only meant one thing, if I took the job, he was going to pull that shit again, and my fragile pride could not take another insult from him. I had taken too much in life to be humiliated twice or thrice by someone who knew just my name. "Have you tried introducing them to another nanny, maybe they..." She interrupted me before I continued. "They would not even look at another nanny. Before you came, most of the nannies I interviewed were unwilling to commit fully to the kids. The ones that were, the kids were either too afrai