Chapter 11
That’s a fair point. But who’s to say this one won’t be the same?” He rolled his eyes.
“I’m not into women older than me,” I concurred.
“Neither am 1. If she shows any interest, we’ll have to let her go,” I said firmly, and he nodded in agreement.
“Right, let’s get ready to go.”
I chose a casual white outfit, gathered my things, and headed to the shower.
Descending the stairs, I prefer walking barefoot at home; it’s more comfortable.
“Are they in the kitchen?” He seemed puzzled.
“Maybe; let’s check.”
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Approaching the kitchen, we heard my daughter’s laughter. We exchanged suspicious glances and entered, only to stop dead in our tracks.
Holy shit! My daughter’s nanny is the nightclub goddess. Fuck
Both of us were stunned to see her here, playing with Lisa, and dressed in red overalls. Fuck! She’s my daughter’s nanny! I can’t believe that the woman we were crazy about is my darling daughter’s new nanny. And what’s interesting is that she’s nine years older than me.
This goddess is forty. My gaze lingered on her enticing figure. I looked down at her delicious body. Fuck, my cock is already springing to life; the memories of that night are coming to mind–of her moaning, of her delicious taste.
“Who would’ve thought she’d be my niece’s nanny? Lucky us. She’s right here, and she can’t run away this time,” my brother murmured.
I saw his mischievous grin and found myself smiling too.
“I agree, brother,” I whispered back.
She seemed to notice us in the kitchen, and when she saw us, her eyes widened in shock. I cracked a big smile without holding back.
“We meet again, Miss Runaway,” I greeted, seeing her astonishment. “Surprised to find you’re my beautiful daughter’s new nanny.”
She swallowed hard. We cracked a big smile as we saw her take a quick look at our bodies.
“Like what you see, Tesoro?” my brother teased, still smiling.
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A–Ah… I… Her nervousness was almost amusing.
“Welcome,” my brother said, then turned to his niece. “We hope you feel comfortable here.”
“Yes, we want you to feel welcome. You’ll be caring for my daughter, and we’ll ensure you’re at ease.”
She seemed skeptical of our words. And she should be. She had walked into the lion’s den.
“Hello, my princess,” I greeted, approaching my daughter.
“Hi, Daddy,” she beamed, and I covered her in kisses, eliciting laughter.
“How are you?”
“I’m good, Dad. Lary is really nice,” she said, and we glanced at the nanny, who looked embarrassed.
“Lary?” my brother inquired, one eyebrow raised.
Taking a deep breath, she clarified, “Ah… My name is Hilary… Since she couldn’t pronounce it, I suggested Lary.” Such a lovely name.
“So our dear runaway is called Hilary. A beautiful name.” I said, watching her lower her head in shame.
She should feel that way. She’s in for a punishment for her earlier actions.
I noticed Maximus couldn’t take his eyes off her, no doubt contemplating her punishment. But this wasn’t the time for that.
‘Our mother mentioned you’d want to settle in. Feel free to do so; we’ll stay here with her,” I told her, and she quickly agreed.
“Thank you,” she said, hurrying past us.
My brother and I laughed together.
She won’t escape us this time.
“Brother,” my brother turned to me, “what shall we do with our runaway?”
“I’m not sure yet, brother. But one thing’s certain,” I said, my tone serious. “She will be ours.”
“I’m glad we agree. I’ve never been possessive over anyone, but she will be ours.”
“Is Uncle okay?” my daughter inquired, noticing his intense look.
“Uncle’s fine, my princess,‘ he assured her, kissing her forehead. “And you?”
14:00 Sat, Jan 3
Chapter 11
Tim great. Lary made delicious food. I like her, Daddy, she said, looking at me with her bright eyes.
Daddy likes the new nanny too, my love? She smiled, unaware of the depth of our interest.
You have no idea how much we like the new nanny, child, she’ll soon be your mother. It’s her fault as our possessiveness, even oborssion,
has been awakened by her, and we’re not backing down.
It any man comes near her, I’ll kill him myself. She’s ours. Only ours.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
