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Enemies to lovers Part 4

Kids.

I loved them. 

Yet sometimes they were little fucking pieces of shits.

Well, that's how they usually are when I babysit. Little shits.

There I stood, in front of the large door. 

DIng DoNg

"Ah! You must be?" the tall woman asked me softly.

"Katerina, but you can just call me Kat or Katy!" i responded happily.

"Well, hello Kat. I'm Mrs Maguire! And.." she introduced, before she blabbed on and on about her and her husband and her three kids.

Maguire. Fuck. Alexzander. But she looked nothing like him.

"And this is my daughter, Bianca, and my son, Cruise!" she smiled brightly at me. Bianca looked around 13, and was awfully pretty. But the her brother on her other hand... looked like a literal rat. From the teeth to the hair, I wanted to throw up.

"Coming down bubba gurl." said a deep voice, god, he sounded revolting. There a man behind Mrs Maguire, was her husband, who looked exactly like Cruise.. and 

Alexzander..