Nicki is thrilled to land a job as a nanny for a wealthy, recently divorced mother of two. The pay is amazing, and the kids are angels. The only problem is their mother, Beyoncé. She's uptight, controlling, and impossible to please. The worst part...
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Nicki sat on the floor in the lounge with the twins, waiting for Shawn to pick them up. They were going to stay with their father for a few days, which meant Nicki would finally get some time off. In the meantime, Nicki was helping them with their homework. For every question they got right Nicki gave them a sticker. At some point the twins had started sticking them on each others arms and faces, laughing as they did. Beyoncé definitely wouldn't approve, but it kept the twins motivated, so Nicki didn't stop them. She glanced out into the hall, Beyoncé was in the other room, working. It seemed like Beyoncé disapproved of everything Nicki did, even when she didn't say so the dark look in her eyes spoke volumes. At least, Nicki thought it was disapproval that she sensed, it was hard to tell what was going on in Beyoncé's head. Leah stuck a sticker on Nicki's cheek and giggled as the doorbell sounded.
Nicki? Beyoncé's voice rang out across the hall Can you get that please, it's probably Shawn.
Nicki ruffled Corey's hair and got up. I'll be right back. She headed down the hall to the front door and opened it. A well dressed woman around Nicki's age stood before her.
Hi the woman said I'm Shawn's assistant, he sent me to pick up Corey and Lilly.
You mean Leah? Nicki asked
Right, that's what I meant. He's in a meeting, but he'll be out soon.
Nicki looked her up and down, hesitating. Let me go and get Beyoncé.
Nicki headed back inside and found Beyoncé in the lounge removing the stickers from the twins arms, an irritated expression on her face.
Beyoncé Nicki said There's a woman at the door, she says she's Shawn's assistant.
Beyoncé let out a hard sigh. Tall, brown hair, looks like she just got out of high school?
Uh, yes. She says she's here to pick up the twins.
Shawn is supposed to pick them up himself.
She says he's in a meeting.
Of course he is. Beyoncé adjusted the collar of Corey's shirt, her irritation held back. You've packed the kid's bags?
They're by the door.
Beyoncé addressed the twins. It's time to go to your fathers, let's go.
Obediently, the twins got up and said goodbye to Nicki. Beyoncé ushered them to the door and Nicki packed up the books and toys strewn around the room. Three whole days off! She was looking forward to it, she'd made plans to catch up with friends, starting with dinner with Lauren in a few hours. But mostly she just wanted to put her feet up and relax.
Nicki heard the front door slam shut, then the tell tale click of Beyoncé's heels on the floor in the hall.
You sent your PA to pick up the kids again?! Beyoncé's voice echoed through the empty house. I don't care about your meeting, you knew you had to come and get them this evening. You agreed to pick them up personally, you're lucky I let them go with her at all!
