At his home.
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"Oh..my! It's a Porsche" i realised.
One of the guys open the car door for me and i smiled secretly feeling like a queen.
Lemmy who was coming to see me away laughed.
He knew how his sister was feeling at the moment.
I saw how glad he was that I finally accepted this better offer.
I'm gonna get more pay and the job is far decent.
"I won't come back looking tired again, I'll also be happy". I whispered in his ears
Lemmy smiled and went back when the car drove off and he waved at us.
The car had felt like heaven to me and i was almost dozing off when we arrived at Wilson Highton mansion.
The car went to a halt inside the compound and the guys alighted to open the car door for me.
"What's with the special treatment?" I thought as i stepped down from the Porsche.
I raised up my head to take a full look at the building and my mouth was left hanging.
The house blinked of riches,the structure alone made me swallow hard.
The tall building stood proud, beautiful and erected .
The perfectly made structures looked beautiful and most of all was the cool gold colour used to paint the whole house.
Once you take a glance at the house, you'll know the owner is swimming in wealth.
"Miss Vera Robert,can you please come with me" One of the guys said to me as i felt embarrassed they had caught me admiring and gaping at the building.
"Okay" I said slowly and started walking behind him.
I counted the body guards outside and they were up to seventeen. Really??
While i was seated on the couch, I was busy taking in the lush appearance of the living room.
The inner part of the house smelled more riches.
It's more beautiful than the outer part.
The shiny furnitures are beautifully arranged and the settings is just too great.
The whole living room is far bigger than my entire compound.
I watched the workers move about the house and wondered how many people worked in the house.
I stared at the untouched drink in front of me.
I was too nervous to take anything right now.
"Why aren't you taking your drink?" i heard behind me and my nervousness rose knowing well i can't mistake that cool voice for anyone else.
I didn't turn but stood on my feet.
Wilson stood in front of me and it was then our eyes met.
He looked so cool and comfortable in his white t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans.
His hair was rich and full in black curls and the tip glinted like gold.
His blue eyes which was heavily fringed with black lashes stood out proudly against his smooth caramel skin and his nose and mouth just looks perfect.
Other than the faint scar on his jaw,his skin was unmarred.
His perfectly built body is very obvious and I couldn't help but admire the perfection of his looks.
I wondered why he had to look more handsome now and less creepy.
"Good morning" Wilson spoke up wondering how many minutes they had wasted in staring at each other.
He's impressed by her appearance, looks like she's really ready to work.
He loves it when a lady still look attractive even when she goes all natural.
She's of average height, honey-skinned with satiny black hair and her eyes the color of liquid honey peered into his.
"Good morning Mr Wilson Highton" I bowed a little in respect.
"Please do not bow to me. I'm not your god" He said.
"Huh?" I asked in complete surprise.
"Yeah" Wilson said.
"Ohh.. okay" I said biting my inner lip in nervousness.
He then dismissed the workers in the living room, and then turned to me
"I'm sorry to have slipped my card into your bag" He said.
"Why did you do that when i clearly rejected your offer" I asked.
"But you accepted the offer already" Wilson shrugged.
"I didn't! Lemmy freaking did" I thought furiously.
"Yes i did but you've not answered my question" I said.
"I did that cause i want to help you"
"Why do you want to help me and do i look like i need help?" I asked determined to make the man know ain't an easy bait.
"Do you probably think I'm a dangerous person?" Wilson asked.
"Maybe" I shrugged.
"Then why did you accept to work for me?"
"I didn't!" I screamed in my inner mind.
"And i hope you don't have the plan to have s*x with me, that would never happen again! I'm here to work only as your daughter's nanny and nothing else" I said clearly.
"Hey! Excuse me,i didn't had s*x for five good years and the only reason i crossed your path last two night was because the urge got irresistible. I'm not a s*x monger! I'm only focused on helping you and if you don't appreciate my help or you think i have any other bad motive you can kindly leave."
Wilson said.
"Now i finally know where you were two nights ago but that's not a problem. Hello Miss Vera , I'm Kyla and i guess you're my nanny" Kyla said,climbing down from the stairs with her glossy black hair bouncing and i could swear i fell in love with the girl immediately.
"Yes I'm your nanny" i smiled at the little girl.
I have always been naturally in love with kids..
But what Wilson just said sounded unbelievable to my ears.
"He has been celibate for five years!
Has he been divorced with Kyla's mother for so long?
He and his daughter must have had a hard time" I thought as I felt pity for them.
I was beginning to think the man has no ulterior motive but again,who just select a w***e as his daughter's nanny and he's not just any man.
A billionaire!
Billionaires always want the best for their families and i am nowhere near the best and he knows that.
I don'tbeven have the experience.
"You almost got on my dad's nerves" Kyla said, interrupting my thoughts.
"Hu..h?" I raised a brow up and glanced at Wilson whose expression was unreadable.
"Please try not to get on his nerves, you won't find it funny when he get totally angry" Kyla said.
"Ohh.. okay" I replied, amazed at the little girl's smartness.
"So, I'm Kyla Highton and you are?" Kyla asked, making an attempt at introduction.
She always sees her father do that whenever she goes with him to his companies.
Wilson smiled knowingly at his daughter who winked back at him.
I watched the exchange as i admired the daughter and father's bond.
I remembered the days I was also very close to my father, we would stay together all night thinking of new designs,most times I could sleep off without completing my designs and my father would complete it and show it to me the next morning.
Some days, we would both laugh over my ugly drawings.
I felt pinched and put an end to the memories knowing how emotional i could be.
I breathed in and finally replied Kyla.
"I'm Vera Robert, your new nanny"
"You look beautiful and...natural"Kyla complimented.
"Thank you. You look beautiful too" i smiled.
"But i hope you're nothing like Sally" Kyla said worriedly.
"Sally?" I asked, confused.
"I'll fill you in on that later" Wilson said.
"Ohh..okay" I said, wondering who Sally could be and why the little girl could wear such worried look while mentioning her name.
Kyla, you can return to the library" Wilson said.
"With Vera right?" Kyla asked expectantly.
"No. She's to resume tomorrow" Wilson said.
"Huh?" I and Kyla chorused coincidentally.
"Yeah" Wilson nodded.
"But why?" Kyla pouted.
"Kyla, you know she has to go through your rules booklet" Wilson said.
"Ohh" Kyla sighed.
" But she can do that now" Kyla persisted.
"No and I've not even discussed with her yet" Wilson said.
"You've not discussed with her yet? How come she's here as my new nanny?" Kyla asked.
"I mean I've not discussed the pay with her yet" Wilson explained.
"Ohh" Kyla answered, slowly retreating to the stairs .
"Bye Vera, and i hope you don't back off after reading my rules booklet" Kyla said before disappearing up the stairs, leaving me to wonder.
Wilson cleared his throat noticing my confused state.
"What does she mean?" i asked.
"Come with me" He said and noticed my hesitation.
"I'm not going to kill you" He added, a little pissed. "I never said that" I said.
Wilson didn't respond,he walked on leaving me to follow him or not.
He's so pissed that i don't even have an iota of trust for him.
He turned to see if i was following him and he caught me off guard staring at his broad back but i quickly switched my gaze to my feet.
Wilson finally led me to the garden where we could have a peaceful discussion without interruption.
I stood really amazed.
Every part of the house looks like it's made of gold.
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