The Nanny Affair

Chapter 3 - Rosalie

The alarm goes off, and I slowly get out of bed to face the day. I draw back the drapes so that the sun can enter the room. To jolt myself awake, I force myself to get in the shower. I brush my teeth and prepare for the interview. My mind runs through the questions I practiced the night before, but I'm not too nervous.

After wrapping a towel around me, I walk to my closet and take the red dress out of there. This is the only thing in my possession that could possibly be considered professional looking. As I finish getting ready, I grab a pair of black heels.

I get in a taxi and head in the direction of Wentworth Corp. I get out of the cab and gaze up at the skyscraper. I take a few slow, deep breaths, tame my hair, and then step inside. As I step out of the elevator, I am greeted by a woman who is currently sitting at the front desk.

"You must be Rosalie." She gives me a kind smile.

"Yes, I am."

She calls Mr. Wentworth to let him know I've arrived. He instructs her to bring me in. I approach the wooden doors that the secretary had shown me and knock on them before waiting for a response.

"Come in."

When I open the door, I am greeted by a woman who is strutting around with an arrogant expression on her face. My eyes immediately widen as I focus on the man standing to her right. He is tall, handsome and sharply dressed in an expensive suit that doesn't have coffee spilled all over it.

Shit it's him.

I compose myself and say,

"Hi, I'm Rosalie." He smiles at me, that damn smile that makes me breathless.

"I'm Gisselle and this is Mr. Wentworth," She rubs his shoulder and I see the engagement ring on her finger.

"It's nice to meet you. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to speak with you."

"Of course," He starts, "Please, sit."

I give the picture that is sitting on his desk a quick glance. The golden picture frame features two young boys who are dead ringers for him. I pause for a moment to take in the picture, marveling at the similarity between him and his sons.

"You have beautiful children," I say to the lady.

"Oh, they're not mine, they're his." She waves her hand.

"Oh, I thought-" I start before she cuts me off.

"I was their mother, Ha!" She laughs, "No, but I am his fiance." She kisses him on the cheek.

"Gisselle, enough." He states sternly. "Please leave."

She straightens herself up and then gives me a disgusted look before leaving the room. The interview begins as he sits down at his desk. He then proceeds to tell me the boys' names while simultaneously displaying their picture. When Alexander smiles, he has dimples on his cheeks, and Nathaniel has a scar located directly above his left eyebrow. As soon as the interview is over, he gets up and I do too.

"Thank you for coming in," He smiles.

"Thank you for taking the time to meet with me Mr. Wentworth,"

"Jasper, you can call me Jasper."

"Okay then Jasper. It was nice to officially meet you and I'm sorry about the coffee." I smile. He laughs and I feel relaxed.

He tells me he will be in touch as soon as he makes a decision and walks me out, telling his secretary to cancel his meetings for today. She smiles and nods at him. I thank him for his time and shake his hand before I leave.

"Have a good day Miss. Lock." She says with a big smile.

"You too," I respond.

As I step into the elevator, I look back at him one last time before saying goodbye. As I focus on him, his eyes light up in a subtle smile. I tried to suppress a blush by lowering my head. As soon as the elevator door shuts, I start biting my lower lip.

As I make my way along the crowded sidewalk of the 416, I can't contain my excitement. I make my way into my building, and as soon as I walk into the apartment, I notice Natty sitting on the couch.

"Holy shit. Have you seen who your potential employer is?" She grins from ear to ear.

"I met him today," I tell her.

"No, I mean this," She waves me over to her. I slip off my heels and take a seat next to her. Articles open on her laptop with different headings.

-Fortune 500

-Sexiest man alive

-Youngest billionaire under 30

"This is what I mean," She clicks on a page and my jaw drops.

An image of him without a shirt appears on the screen. In terms of physique, this man could pass for a god. I'd give anything to lick those washboard abs and that V-line. Even just his smile warms me up, but being in his physical presence makes me feel sweltering.

"I wouldn't mind washing some laundry on those abs. God damn!" Natty begins to laugh, "Damn girl, you're lucky. If you get this job, you'll see all this all day and night." She teases.

I swat her arm, "He's engaged." I tell her.

"So?"

"Natty, seriously? I could never do that."

Her smile turns to a frown, "Well, that sucks." She looks up at me, "Not even a taste?"

I roll my eyes and get up, asking her to help me unzip my dress.

"Plus, my job is taking care of his kids. If I get this job."

"Oh, come on, you know you want to take care of him also." She starts sexually dancing and I burst out into laughter.

I get up and head to my room, leaving her to continue drooling over a man who already has a girlfriend. After quickly changing into some shorts and a t-shirt, I return to the living room. I am stopped in my tracks when someone knocks on the front door. When I open it, I am confronted by a hulking individual dressed in a dark suit who is standing there. As an older gentleman approaches, he shifts to the side of the hallway.

"Miss. Lock?"