Michele was in desperate need of care, with Gabriel Angelini being the sole family member left in his world, deeply devoted to Michele.
However, Gabriel’s role as an underground mafia boss prevented him from personally looking after Michele, necessitating distance to shield the child from the numerous threats Gabriel faced due to his countless enemies.
After conducting interviews, Davina emerged as a promising candidate for the position. Despite her qualifications, Gabriel hesitated to hire her, fearing that he might develop romantic feelings for her beauty, potentially compromising her ability to fulfill her responsibilities as a nanny.
Davina Just a hop, skip, and a jump away from Lyon’s tube station lay the mystical realm of Angelini Annex. The sun beamed down as I strolled along the path leading to this secretive square. Before I could even tap the intercom b**ton, a voice with an exotic twang commanded me to use the tiny…
She walked with a sure feline glide, towards one of the two chairs in front of my desk and sank into it. “Thank you.” Her voice was soft and mysterious. “So, tell me about yourself?” I invited, trying to keep my eyes from wandering. “Well, there’s not that much to tell. I am a teacher…
Her chin wobbled and her eyes filled with tears. She sniffed and wrote even more furiously on her pad. Tearing it off, she held it out to me. I took it and read it. Don’t leave me Igot down on my haunches. “It’s not that I want to leave you, but I didn’t get the—”…
“No, don’t do that I’ll get here on my own.” “As you wish. My secretary will take it from here and get you to sign the necessary paperwork.” “Fine.” “Thank you, Miss Winters.” He nodded formally, distantly, then went to open the door for me. I was frozen to the spot. “Until tomorrow, Miss Winters.”…
“Fine. Carry on.” She reached for her Pringles. “Where was I?” “A bodyguard called Brain. I assume he was as thick as two short planks,” she said sarcastically. I grinned. “He did give the imp**ssion intellectual pursuits were not his thing.” She smiled, relaxing a little. “Before you carry on, did you meet the child?”…
“What does he look like in real life… the uncle?” she asked softly. My breath came out in a rush. “Sexy. Dark hair. Blue eyes, cold and piercing. Full l*ps, chiseled jawline, clean shaven, straight nose, and his eyes are so blue, cold and piercing…” “You mentioned that.” Charlotte giggled. “Really tall too… six feet…
She nodded slowly. “While I was with Gabriel, he made me feel safe, absolutely, and completely safe. For that moment, I was his woman and every other man knew not to even come near his possession.” “I wasn’t worrying about other people laying a fi**ger on you. I was worrying about him and what he…
“Good afternoon, Davina,” she began in a heavy Russian accent. “My name is Zelda Popov. I wasn’t here to meet you on the day of your interview and that is regrettable, since I am in charge of this house, everything, and everyone in it. As it pertains to you, my job is to make yours…
She glanced at it and then at me, and exp**ssionlessly, returned to her food. I felt as though I was speaking to an adult who seemed more in control of her emotions than I was. Her sudden move away from the thrilled child that had smiled at me just a few moments ago to this…
“Thank you.” Gabriel lifted his glass in a toast. A slow, knowing smile lifted the corners of his sensuous l*ps. “To our health.” “To our health,” I whispered. I tasted the wine, which must have been excellent, but it could have been water, all I knew at this moment that it was w*t. I peered…