Red

CHAPTER 9.

"You're done? When you are, I am advising you to note that in no other time do I want you using expletives around my child, sì." Smoke continue to dispense between his lips as he shift his gaze from me towards his laptop disinteresting.

Stunned at the audacity of this man, I opened my mouth to say something but he quickly flash me a paper with a list of things jotted down.

Without much thought I took it from his hands and stared over the words that consisted of what Xamuela was to do and not do.

She was a damn three year old toddler why the hell did she needed these unnecessary things.

There were three hundred pointers that I needed to remember daily for the child.

Swallowing down the words that were not going to be pretty nor was it my place to say, I stood to the side as Lorenzo called over his daughter who excitedly throw away a toy duck behind her and ran over to us.

Xamuela toss her wet long hair over her shoulder and hugged her father which soaked most of his worksheets.

I smirk as the man grunted at what she'd done. Noticing that I was standing there, she frowned and tap her father's shoulder.

"Papà who is this?"

He caringly wiped her off and spoke to her in the most softest voice ever. "This is your new nanny, Miss. Lopez, you will treat her with respect.."

Like he knew what that is...

I snorted inwardly and when I didn't heard his voice anymore I notice that he heard me.

Kill me dead...

He boredly stared at me then turn to his daughter. "And listen to what she says okay?"

"Papa but why do I need a nanny, I want you to be here." She said in a low tone as the tears welled up in her brown eyes.

I felt a bit weird at the sudden turn of conversation so I turn on my heels and move a bit down, giving them their privacy. I felt bad as I heard the child sobbing as Lorenzo tried to consoled the poor child which he was doing a poor job at.

Don't do it girl....

My inner girl scream at me in warning.

Ignoring the voice in the back of my mind, I found my legs operating against my will as I went towards the girl, I bend before her and held her hands.

She wanted to resist at first but I toss her my most warm welcoming smile and said.

"What is your favorite cartoon."

Sniffling while her body shook in stuttering sobs, she rub her left eye continuously and whispered. "44 cats."

I said with the most enthusiasm tone that even shock me.

"Well I have never watched it before, do you want to be my movie partner."

Nodding quickly, her worries quickly took the backseat as she grab my hand and ignored her father who was watching the scene.

I glance at him, maybe hoping for some thank you but he only drop his gaze and drift them toward his stupid laptop while his daughter sang a song in her native language, tugging me toward the corner of the house.

We pass by the puppies and then found our way into the living room where she dominated the television by putting on the Italian cartoon, 44 cats.

Surprisingly the animated series wasn't that bad and with Xamuela's continuous screams at the television, I told her to turn her voice down as I felt the headache from earlier coming back on in full force.

"Xam are you hungry?" I asked her as she shuffled down into the couch with a towel wrapped around her wet small frame, sucking on her thumb.

She glance at me with her brown eyes and nodded.

"I'll be back okay.." I said with a soft smile.

Xamuela grinned and then clap her hands. "Don't take too long because I want you to watch this one. It's my favorite part."

I chuckled at her liveliness and found my way into the kitchen where I scanned the list of things given to me by Lorenzo to see if she ate sweet mash potatoes.

She did...

Sharing some on her plate, I carried a box fruit drink for her to drink with her food and then I place it on the dining table.

I called her from the living room to which she paused the series and ran towards me. I allowed her to wash her hands and settle her around the table where she began to eat.

"What is name?" She spoke up after swallowing down her food, her wet brown hair curling up from the swim she had.

"What is my name?" I smiled as she tried to asked me questions, she was quite intelligent for her age if you ask me.

"Did I not say...it correctply?"

I shook my head. "It's correctly darling and my name is Aurora."

She nodded and then continued to eat, after a few minutes of silence she blurted out.

"You're really bella." (pretty)

I smile at her and took her empty plate as she began sipping her juice. "I'll take it seeing that it is coming from a princess."

Xam gasp and then squealed. "I always wanted to be princess Jasmine."

She began to jump up and down on the seat and I laughed and then told her to get down before she fall.

"Why?"

She sighed and giggled then ran her finger through her hair, twirling around herself on the tip of her toes. "Because papa always said that I look like her even though we have different hair."

Lorenzo wasn't lying, they do look the same except for the hair.

"He's right, you do look like her and as from now on you will be treated like a real princess."

I laughed as she ran towards me and wrap her arms around my waist, giving me the most warming hug I've ever felt.

It took me back to River and how warm his hugs were, gosh I miss him. I release a sigh and before I know it, I felt small droplets of tears rolled down my cheeks.

Not now damnit...

I wipe the corner of my eyes with the back of my hand and snap my eyes open as Xamuela tap me.

She took my hand and brought me into the living room, playing her cartoon while I force myself to listen to the words of Nava when he told me not to get emotional attach while on the job.