His Nanny, His Obsession

te of the Ashford's estate, holding the strap of her ba

ion. The golden gate alone looked like they cost more than her entire apartment complex. Beyond them, a long driveway e

as she really about t

insisting she was perfect for the job. But now, standing h

ough the interco

r name and

Rose Brunette. I have an int

e, then a buzzing sound

oce

p breath and s

he Ashfo

foyer with marble floors, a massive clear chandelier, and a grand staircase tha

ng faster as sh

heels clicking against the marble. She had the kind of posture

Miss Brunette

her through a series of hallways, each more extravagant than the others . Everythi

front of a lar

rd will se

ath, checked herself

Christia

Dark wood paneling, floor to ceiling bookshelves, and a ma

othing like

old indifference. The tailored black suit he wore pointed out his stiff demeanor.

the room

it

oom for hesitation. Rose quickly obeyed, holdin

d through a few pages. "You h

self to keep her voice steady. "But

gaze sharp and assessing.

d. Should sh

y said. "And I think I can gen

gone before she could identify

y. If you disappoin

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ce stretched

e pressed a button on hi

n curls and big hazel eyes peeped inside. She hesitated bef

ression softene

ose. She might b

autiously, her grip o

l and smiled. "Hi, Ell

ffed toy. "His na

t wonderful name in the world. "Th

tched before sh

watched, u

"I bet Mr. Teddy loves stori

hen nodded. "Can

ian, seeking permissio

out her hand. "Let

without any hesitation. It was a small, d

istian called Rose b

art tom

ed. "I got

is sleeve. "Ella likes you a

had entered this house, war

he estate, he

the nanny of Christi

er this job would ch