Chapter 5 I said

during work hours. Do not interact with employees. - Did you get an idea of ​​what it will be like? - Yes, perfectly. I will comply with all the rules and obligations. - You will have a one-month trial period, if my daughter does not approve or I do not like your work, you are out. - That will not happen. - Great! He handed me another piece of paper, this time talking about the amounts, bonuses and everything I would be entitled to. "Is it not enough?" "No, of course not." "You will meet Ayra at noon, that's when she gets out of school.

This is my home address, be there at the exact time," he said, writing on a card.

"I won't be late." "In the meantime, pack your things and take them to my house. You will start tomorrow, but today you will meet Ayra and I think it is important to spend some time together." "I can't believe I did it. Thank you so much, you won't regret it." "You haven't done it yet." "But you're halfway there." "See you later." "Thank you again." I got up to leave, but before I opened the door, he called me. "Miss Parker!" "Anything else?" "Forget about what happened. Now that you will be working for me, I ask that you be professional and act as if we only just met." he said seriously and coldly. "That won't be a problem, I don't usually dwell on the past. - Exactly, past. It only happened because of the alcohol. - See you later, Mr. Armani. It was like a punch in the stomach, not that I was falling in love with him, of course I know I can't mix personal with professional, he didn't need to remind me. Being his daughter's nanny isn't like throwing myself at my father, who does he think I am? He's not even that handsome.

Lies! He's handsome, hot, smells good, he looks wonderful in a suit, but he's also cold, serious, ignorant and boring. - Did you do it? I looked at his secretary who was looking at me with hope, a stranger rooting for me, there really are angels on earth. - A month of experience, I think you were halfway there. - That's it! I knew you could do it. - He celebrated. - How did you know? - Miss Armani always talks a lot. - I get it. Thank you for your support, I hope to see you again. - Good luck, Agatha.

- Thank you! I went to the elevator, I was thrilled when it closed, now I almost had a job and a place to stay. Not that living with Kalie was bad, but I don't like to bother others and take away their privacy. When I was close to the exit, I looked at the receptionist who had mistreated me and winked at her. I went to the parking lot, paid a fortune and went back to Kalie's apartment. Chapter 6 Miguel Armani It was too much for my head, my daughter's nanny was the woman I was dying to fuck in the bathroom of a stranger's house. One thing I was sure of, I needed to keep some distance between us and pretend that it never happened. I went back to work, I tried to keep my mind occupied until lunch time, if it weren't for Lorena to get me out of my papers, I would have spent the whole day working. I picked Ayra up from school, every time she saw me, she was surprised. Maybe because it wasn't a routine, but I did my best. "Daddy, you came again." - Ayra said, her hands on her hips, talking like a teenager. - Did you like it? - Yes! You can come over again. - she said, walking to the car, leaving me behind. My daughter was growing up, or was it just her imagination? We went home talking about our morning, but before I forgot, I needed to bring up the subject of the nanny. - Remember we talked about you having a nanny?

- Yes! - She wants to meet you today. - Where? - She's waiting for us at home. - Okay! - Have you already accepted? - No! - Daughter, I need you to understand, I just want someone to take good care of you while I'm working. Do you like being alone? - No! - Exactly for that reason. Now you'll have someone to play with you. - At school, girls have brothers and sisters. Where did she get that from? A brother? No way! That was far from my plans. - The nanny will be the best thing in your life, the subject is closed. Keep being a good girl and no tantrums. A brother? That was childish nonsense. When we arrived, I found a taxi leaving, and right in front of it I saw Agatha, who was waiting for someone to answer. I got out of the car and took Ayra out of her car seat, holding my hand. She looked at Agatha shyly. "Good afternoon, Mr. Armani." "Punctual!" I said, looking at my watch on my wrist. "I take my commitments seriously." "Keep it up and we won't have any problems. This is Ayra Armani, my daughter." "Hello!" Agatha said, getting to her size, and she shrank as she approached. "My name is Agatha. Did you know I was coming?" "Yes!" "Then you also know that we're going to play a lot." "Will you play with me?" "Of course! What do you like to play with the most?" "With dolls, in the pool, and with paints." "When I was your size, I also liked to play with paints."

"Don't you like it anymore?" "Yes, I do. Will you play with me?" "Can I, Daddy?" "After lunch, you can play." I was serious, I didn't like to break rules. Ayra kept her eyes on me, they were sad, but she agreed. "For the game to last longer, you must get strong first. I imagine that little belly is empty," Agatha said, tickling Ayra, making her smile. We heard her belly growl loudly, they laughed and Ayra felt embarrassed. "Shall we go in or shall we stand here outside?" I said, interrupting the fun. "Excuse me, sir." When I opened the door, Ivy saw Agatha and ran towards her. Ayra was curious, but since she was still holding my hand, I made her come into the room with me and told her to go take a shower. The same employee who does these services followed her as usual. Ayra was still too young to take a shower by herself, not that she couldn't do it, but she would spend hours in the shower and forget about the world. I sat on the couch waiting for Ayra to return for lunch. Ivy guided Agatha to another couch and excitedly asked her questions. "You better tone down your joy. If she's going to work here, shouldn't you treat her like an employee?" I said, reading some messages on my phone.

"Don't pay attention to him, Agatha. He's never in a good mood." "He's right." Agatha agreed. "You agreeing with him is the height of it. Let's change the subject. Is your hangover gone?" "I didn't get as drunk as you guys because I stopped drinking, but I took medication." "Then tell me the name of that medication. My head is still exploding." "Sure!" "Come with me, Ivy." I said, remembering the interview. We went to another room, the office. She crossed her arms and looked at me mockingly. "Why did you lie?" I asked seriously. "What?" "Don't act like you don't understand." - Oh, you must know by now, I didn't mean any harm. I just wanted Agatha to get the job, if I told the truth, she wouldn't accept it, and neither would you. - This is my daughter we're talking about, I don't want a friend of yours taking care of my daughter, I want someone who's qualified to do it. So, the next time you do that again, you can