A Nanny For The Billionaire

Tia. It had been a wonderful seven days filled with laughter and

Her alarm blared in the

force that it tumbled to the floor, shattering on impact. She grumbled as s

ierced through the fog of her groggine

?" Anne snapped, still

alf laughing at her friend's annoyed

wrong? Why did you scr

rushing out of the room. Curiosity got the better of An

s lined the driveway outside, each one guarded by intimidating men in d

?" Anne asked, though

just as puzzled. "Tia saw them when she ar

front door and called out

ed man stepping out of one of the cars. "You," Anne

had to go through all this just to come and get you. Now, you know I

ly, though her brow furrowed in concern. "I'm

, his eyes gleaming as they locked with

tervened, asking, "Where's the little gi

James replied smoothly. Then, with an almost predato

ice of reason, pulled her inside before she could speak. "An

e low and urgent. "What if he's,

back a snort. "Really, Anne? A secret ma

appen!" Anne shot

rn look. "Enough, Anne. This is a job, not a

ith her suitcase, her anxiety masked

d to Mrs. McCole. "I'll make sure she's compensated. And you-" he pointed to Tia-"you'

Anne climbed into the second car. The conv

luxury resort than a home. A sprawling estate with a pristine pool, an elegant fountain,

erve. James stepped out of his car and motioned for her to follow. "Grab y

tate, reluctantly obeyed, muttering under her bre

wering ceilings, and walls adorned with priceless art. She barely

r mother." Mrs. Rachael gave a warm, reassuring smile, though her eyes hinted at years of discipline.

red at the top of the grand staircase, clutching a teddy b

aid, scooping her up in hi

lied, eyeing Anne susp

needed a nanny to help Mrs. Rachael? Well, I got you o

her from head to toe with a dis

e McCole," s

McCole?" Sophie said, her

"No, no, jus

ttered under her brea

ty-ei

hie asked, her expression tur

her tongue, forcing a tight smil

er arms. "Do you

a punch to the gut. "What?

my daddy. He's rich, he's famous, and they all fo

e forced a laugh. "What a c

he swatted Anne's hand away

thoroughly out of her depth. "

ie, or darling. Just 'miss.' Two, don't touch my toys unless I say so. Three, I wake up at seven a.m.

Anne began, but S

phie said sweetly, kissing her father

"You've heard my daughter's rules, now here are mine. Don't come into my

owed hard.

ur room," James added before turn

on, she couldn't help but feel a knot of anxiety in her stomach.

a cozy, if modest, room at the far end of the mansion. "The

m going to need a lot of that," she muttered, staring up at the ceiling. The w