His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 5 L’affaire Au Pair

Moana

I woke up at 4:30 the next morning — a bit earlier than I needed to, probably, but I wasn’t taking any chances with this job. I spent the next hour practically scrubbing myself raw in the shower, fixing my hair, ironing my clothes, and taking extra care to make sure that there wasn’t a single stray hair or speck of dust on me, because today was the first day of the job that would change my life, and I had to be perfect.

I then spent the final half hour of my preparations pacing and staring out the window, willing myself with all of the strength I had to not bite my nails, as I waited for the car that Selina had mentioned. Lo and behold, as soon as the clock struck 5:59, I saw a black car slowly pulling up out front, and I practically flew out of my apartment and down the stairs so that I was opening the car door by 6:00 sharp.

“Hmph,” Selina said, looking at her watch as I clambered into the back. “Six o’clock on the dot. A little out of breath, but at least you’re here.”

“Sorry,” I said, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear and buckling my seatbelt. “It’s a bad neighborhood, so I didn’t want to wait outside.”

Selina didn’t answer. The driver pulled the car away from the curb and started heading down the street.

“We’ll be stopping to sign your contract with the lawyer first,” Selina said, her voice flat as she looked out the window with a modicum of disgust on her wrinkled face. “Then, you’ll get a tour of the penthouse apartment where you’ll be spending most of your time. I suspect you won’t be needing to return to your old home to collect your things?”

I thought back to my apartment and its contents.

“Well, I have some clothes and things there–”

“Your employer will supply you with anything you need: clothes, toiletries, books, and anything else you might need or want. Unless you have sentimental belongings you need to go back for, I wouldn’t recommend wasting your time and energy on such a move.”

was the only sentimental thing I owned, and it was always around my neck. Everything else in that apartment could burn, for all

“Very well,” Selina said.

it get to me, though; growing

Selina got out of the car without a word and started for the door — I

open a few moments later, and a young woman led us in. The office smelled like a sickly combination of mahogany and burnt coffee, and it was eerily quiet. Neither Selina nor the woman said a word;

He was asleep.

in the chair across from him, and when he still didn’t wake, she swiftly kicked him under the

“Wake up, William!”

a start as he was unceremoniously awoken. I stifled a laugh as I stood in the doorway, but my smile quickly faded when Selina abruptly turned around

said, putting on his glasses with shaking old hands as he opened a drawer and pulled out a stack of

insane, as the elderly lawyer licked his fingers and flipped through the documents. Finally, after a painstakingly long time and

to sign this basic contract and an NDA,”

interesting clauses thrown in: one mentioned that I was not

for?” I asked, pointing to them. William leaned over and glanced

“All very standard.”

“But I–”

agreement,” Selina growled under her breath. “Unless you think you will

the dotted line and sliding the contract back

another “Hmph,” and

that’s finished,” she said, nodding politely to William, who

…

I would be working and living a few minutes later. It was vastly different from the Tudor-style mountain mansion I had visited the day before, but equally as massive and beautiful. Selina and I walked

put-together and far less feral than the night before, wearing a prim baby blue dress with

on a tour —

after she introduced me to the twin maids, Lily and Amy, Ella led

your room!” she said, pushing open a large set of double doors with her tiny hands. I stifled a gasp as I saw how spacious and beautiful it was, with even

I asked,