TAMING THE VICIOUS STORM (Familiá Altamirano #3)

【CHAPTER 16: DUSTIN】

Nanny

  "THUNDER, meet your nanny," Nag-angat ako nang tingin sa babaeng nakatayo sa may harapan namin ng anak ko. Pain crossed her impressive eyes when she heard what I said.

"Nanny?" Thunder repeated after me.

I nodded and scooped his chubby cheeks.

"Yes, big boy. She's your nanny, and her name is Asher," saad ko.

Pinagmasdan ko ang balak gawin ni Asher at nagulat ako nang lumuhod 'to at hinawakan ang kamay ng anak ko. Maluha-luha na ang mga mata niya, ilang segundo na lamang ay maaaring tumulo ito.

"H-Hello. . . Ako si Asherah," basag ang boses na aniya.

Thunder pulled his hand from Asher's grasp before hugging me tightly. Nakita ko ang pagdaan ng sakit sa mata ng huli. Bumuntong hininga ako at hinawakan sa braso ng anak ko.

"Bud, you should greet your nanny, you know? She will be the one who will take care of you when I am not around,"

Ngumuso ang batang makulit at unti-unti lumuwag ang pagkakayakap sa akin. He, then faced the latter and extend his hand for a shake hands.

"Hello po, nanny!"

Asher's face lightened, but there was still a lack of positivity in her eyes. I shrugged it off because I didn't care about her at all.

"H-Hi," she greeted.

"Hello, nanny!"

Mga ilang segundo silang magkahawak kamay bago ako tumikhim, dahilan upang bumitaw sila pareho. I transferred my son to my side before gesturing for Asher to come with me to the corner. Sumunod naman ito agad pero sumulyap pa sa anak ko ng isang beses bago makalapit sa akin.

"You're now the official babysitter of Thunder," I said as my hand slid into each arm, creating an infinity.

"Your responsibility is to take good care of my son. Hindi mo kailangan labhan ang mga damit niya. May pumupunta rito every week para gumawa ng trabahong 'yon. Your job here is to bathe him, feed him and take care of him. That includes making him sleep. You don't have the right to take my son out of the mansion without my consent. But you don't have to ask since I will always say no. I don't trust someone easily, especially you."

"Hindi ako masamang tao," mariing niya. "Hindi ko ipapahamak ang anak ko," dagdag niya.

My brows arched. "Oh, really? Bakit? Nakalimutan mo na ba kung ano ang ginawa mo? You left my son on a stormy day, you fucking risk his health— his life!" pigil ang gigil na sagot ko.

Her face paled as I saw her swallowing hard. I strike a point, 'e?

"If you think I will trust you. . . Dream on," I smirked.

"Hindi naman ako kagaya ng iniisip mo, Sir Dustin. Kahit naman galing ako sa mahirap na pamilya, hindi ko ipapahamak ang kahit sinong tao, lalo na ang sarili kong anak. Po-protektahan ko siya sa kahit anong kapahamakan, ipinapangako ko sa 'yo."

I shook my head in disagreement.

"Looks can be deceiving, Asherah," I answered before walking out.

Napahinto ako mula sa paglalakad nang bumaba mula sa hagdan ang mga magulang ko. Madilim na sa labas at oras na nang hapunan.

"Oh, we have another visitor?" Mom said.

I followed where she was looking at. My eyes almost bulged out of my skull when a woman walked towards us. Asherah's eyes met mine— that's her cue to stop walking.