Emily Tamara Jacobs.After changing into a clean pair of shorts, a clean white top, and matching white Crocs, I wrapped my hair into a bun and placed a call to Dahlia so we could go grocery shopping. I realized after going through the kitchen that there weren't exactly the ingredients I needed for the meal I had in mind to cook for dinner.I was supposed to be sleeping but there I was, about to go shopping for some groceries.“Thank you, Crew.” I smiled at him as I stepped down from the car. After the whole talk with him a few days back which didn't result in something positive, I'd decided to just drop the topic and forget it.If Crew and William say it's nothing even though I think it's something, then it's nothing. I was going to leave them to it.“Shop enough for us.” He told me as I scrolled through my phone to dial Dahlia.“Oh, so now you want to eat?” I raised a brow at him while he made a face, pre
William Henry Blakes Leroy’s gaze followed Emily as she walked out of the room while I watched him. This guy was the only one who could impose himself on me the way he did and he knew it and used it to his full advantage. Yes, I'd canceled on him a lot of times but he was my friend and he knew how demanding business was. Exhaling, I left him standing and walked away to my bar. Looking through my collection of wine, I selected a bottle and walked back to the table. “So, that was Emily.” He started with a knowing smile. “What?” I tilted my head at him as I put down the bottle on the table. “Let’s have it. What's on your mind now?” I asked him. “I haven't even said a thing, bro.” He chuckled as he started to unbutton his jacket. I eyed him with a grimace. “You are dressed like it's not dinner at my house. Do you have plans to be somewhere else?” I asked him. He laughed as I pushed the chair back and settled down. Every
Emily Tamara JacobsIt wasn't just any Monday to me especially as I got to resume work today. Now, don't get me wrong. It wasn't like I didn't have a job before now. I did but now, I had to work for another family as a nanny and for some reasons known to me, I was suddenly nervous.“So, what were you saying again?” My maternal cousin, Selene, asked as she placed on the island the basket she had been bringing with her from the bedroom. She turned toward me as she wiped her hand clean with a napkin.“I was asking you to give me a preview of what my soon-to-be boss looks like. I mean, who he is.” I explained. She sighed and dumped the napkin back in its place before walking over to her son who was settled at the breakfast bar happily munching on his cereals. We were both shitting ourselves.“David, eat slowly.” She muttered as she ruffled his brown curls. Six-year-old David glanced up from his meal and stuck out his tongue at me. I smiled and waved back at him.“I thought you told me tha
Emily Tamara Jacobs.I pulled my large box along with me as I trudged down the staircase of Selene's house. I had packed everything I would need to work in the Billionaire's mansion.It wasn't my first time being a live-in nanny. I was just going to work for a couple of months or years then get assigned to work somewhere else. It was how the agency worked.I was a trained nanny. After I left college, I moved in with Selene; my cousin. At that time, she was newly married to her ex-husband, Bryan. She was just a few months gone so it was the perfect time for me to move in. I wasn't planning on staying long with her. I just wanted to get a job and secure my apartment before moving out.But the job didn't come. Not when he did everything he could to block my path to success. He wanted me to plead and beg but I already vowed that I was never going to do any of that.For many weeks, I wandered about the streets of New York in search of a job. Then, I saw a post for a job interview as a nan
Emily Tamara Jacobs I gulped, a little bit too loud, my heart hitting my chest at an abnormally fast rate while fearing that he might have heard me gulp. My palms had turned sweaty, and I wiped them on my jeans hurriedly, just as he spoke again.Wasn't it a bad idea to step into the territory of a rival?Was I not making a big mistake?Am I being sensible at the moment? “Reece, I don’t think I’d like to repeat myself,” he said, his tone laced with malice. I felt a shiver run down my spine, wondering if that was the same tone he used with everyone he was talking to. “You already know what I want. Get it done with,” he added, before removing the phone from his ear. I could hear the beep sound made by the phone once he clicked the red button. My feet remained rooted to the spot, and my voice seemed to have disappeared, as I just stood there, staring at his back, my heartbeat not refusing to slow down. What the fuck was I doing again? Oh, Christ! I began mumbling some prayers withi
Emily Tamara JacobsThe car pulled to a stop in front of the tall-looking building. Ever since we entered this part of town, away from the bustling city, I had been on alert. I meant, what if he was taking me to a murder spot to be murdered?What would I tell Sel and her kids?Thinking of Sel, I had yet to call her ever since that time. I should have texted her before we left the company. Looking around me now, I didn't think that there was time for that.The door to my side got pulled open and I heaved a deep sigh before I stepped out of the car. Crew had gotten the door for me. I gave him a small smile in appreciation which he returned.I looked around my environment as I helped myself with my box which had been taken from the car's booth. A large mass of tall trees and flowers spread along the line. My brows furrowed as I looked around. How could a child live in a place like this?For more than twenty minutes that we drove down here, there had been no cars along the road or any bui
Emily Tamara Jacobs. I looked around. The walls of the room were painted indigo and white. The bedspread of my bed was black, with four purple pillows spread out at the head. I love how warm and cozy the colors are. I eyed the walk-in closet, a part of my mind whispered that now was the right time to get my ass off the bed and arrange my clothes into it, and the other part told me to lay my back on the bed and let the comfort whisk me away to wonderland. I gave in to the other part, laying on the bed, a soft moan escaping my lips as I felt the muscles in my lower back loosen. I stretched out my hand, searching around for my phone and picking it up. I texted Selene, informing her that I was settled in William’s house, before setting up an alarm for myself. I dropped the phone next to my ear and then released a contented sigh as I closed my eyes. I whisked my eyes open moments later. The alarm was so damn loud. Reaching for my phone which I had tossed somewhere earlier, I took it an
Emily Tamara JacobsI held out the book in my hand as I stared down at the little girl. She was lying down on her bed, staring up at the ceiling in the dimmed room. She was still upset, I could tell.“Would you like me to read this one, Suzie?” I held out the storybook I had hand-selected for her. It was a princess book, so I hoped she would love it.She shook her head slightly before turning her head away from me. She angled her body to the other side, looking at the wall. I exhaled not knowing what to do or say again.After she ran out of the kitchen earlier, she stayed holed up in her room. Minutes after, I climbed up the stairs to talk to her but she turned her back against me, looking at the wall. She had been so upset a
William Henry Blakes Leroy’s gaze followed Emily as she walked out of the room while I watched him. This guy was the only one who could impose himself on me the way he did and he knew it and used it to his full advantage. Yes, I'd canceled on him a lot of times but he was my friend and he knew how demanding business was. Exhaling, I left him standing and walked away to my bar. Looking through my collection of wine, I selected a bottle and walked back to the table. “So, that was Emily.” He started with a knowing smile. “What?” I tilted my head at him as I put down the bottle on the table. “Let’s have it. What's on your mind now?” I asked him. “I haven't even said a thing, bro.” He chuckled as he started to unbutton his jacket. I eyed him with a grimace. “You are dressed like it's not dinner at my house. Do you have plans to be somewhere else?” I asked him. He laughed as I pushed the chair back and settled down. Every
Emily Tamara Jacobs.After changing into a clean pair of shorts, a clean white top, and matching white Crocs, I wrapped my hair into a bun and placed a call to Dahlia so we could go grocery shopping. I realized after going through the kitchen that there weren't exactly the ingredients I needed for the meal I had in mind to cook for dinner.I was supposed to be sleeping but there I was, about to go shopping for some groceries.“Thank you, Crew.” I smiled at him as I stepped down from the car. After the whole talk with him a few days back which didn't result in something positive, I'd decided to just drop the topic and forget it.If Crew and William say it's nothing even though I think it's something, then it's nothing. I was going to leave them to it.“Shop enough for us.” He told me as I scrolled through my phone to dial Dahlia.“Oh, so now you want to eat?” I raised a brow at him while he made a face, pre
Emily Tamara JacobsI groaned for the umpteenth time that morning. Forcing myself to peel my eyes open, I reached for the alarm that wouldn't stop blaring and turned it off. Groaning again, I closed my eyes for a second before peeling them open again.I should have known that all those staying up at night were going to have grave consequences later. I started to feel sleepy soon after the whole episode with Williams in the kitchen and I'd just cleaned up before returning to the room since I didn't get a glimpse of him after that. I still found it odd that he must have been looking at my thighs to see those tattoos on there.I let out a sigh while I allowed myself to wonder for even a second what would have happened if he had figured it out. I probably would be dead meat by now. Throwing my duvet off me, I got out of bed and yawned, stretching alongside. Yawning again, I went straight to release my bowels after which I brushed my teeth. I splashed water on my face to get rid of whatev
Emily Tamara JacobsI let out a deep sigh as I tossed around in my bed. It was past two in the morning and for some reason very much known to me, I was finding it very hard to fall asleep. I gripped my sheets as I pressed up on my bed, balancing my head on the pillow.The bed that had always felt comfortable to lie in suddenly felt like the opposite. Although I had a very tiring day with Suzie who wanted to see and do everything at once, I still couldn't fall asleep.I shut my eyes for a few seconds, counting the stars I couldn't see in my mind. When I was a child, I always found myself doing that whenever I felt restless. I always had a hard time controlling my emotions as a kid and my brother taught me to control myself. It started with asking me to take a deep breath and then shut my eyes for a few seconds.But I had big emotions I couldn't process and had to do that a lot. With time, it stuck and I'd never stopped doing that too. My brother…I never really thought about him or my
Emily Tamara Jacobs. I paced around the kitchen, a frown on my face while twirling my necklace. I was confused. And disturbed. And it was about what happened yesterday evening. For some reason, it disturbed me greatly. I didn't know why I was worried about it, but I was. I couldn't shake off that worry. I inhaled deeply to calm myself, but it wasn't working. Who was the woman? And why was she even asking questions in the first place? “It's fine, Em. She was just curious, that's all,” I muttered. But what kind of curiosity would make her ignore personal greeting and ask if I was Suzie's mom? And then her look after that? I sat on a stool, pressing my hands to my forehead. “Hey, Em. William said — are you alright?” Crew stopped in front of me, a frown on his face. His shades were tucked into the pocket of his shirt. I raised my head and forced a smile. “Yeah, I am.” “Ugh. Come on, Em. I thought we were past this?“ He rolled his eyes, plopping down on a stool. “I thought we we
Emily Tamara JacobsI pushed the door to Dahlia's salon, walking in with Suzie still in my arms. The scent of hair oils and hair wash soaps hit me instantly. It wasn't the kind of smell that could make someone gag. Nope. This one was pleasant. Most especially the lavender hair wash. That smell overpowered the rest. The Salon was large. It was the biggest shop in the avenue. And the most attractive. Dahlia has flawless brown skin and beautiful admirable hair. We've been friends for so long that I lost count. I knew her through her hair obsession. It was like talking about the same people. Where there was hair talk, there was Dahlia. So, it was very easy for me to notice her then in college. So, I wasn't really surprised when she ditched law to pursue her through her passion. Damn her parents for pushing her through the stress. My eyes roamed around the Salon. It was almost filled up, with just one space available. All her workers were working on one person's hair or the other. I
Emily Tamara Jacobs. I rose from the bed, my lips parting in a wide yawn and I used the back of my palms to cover it. To say I was tired was a big understatement. I was beyond tired. I stayed up most of the night to watch CoCo with Suzie. It was a weekday. Thursday, to be precise, and I should have been stricter with Suzie and sent her off to bed, but it had been over a week since she was home, and she still hadn't resumed school because her father wanted to change her school but still hadn't decided which school he wanted her to attend. I already advised him to take it to the next session. They would be going on holiday for the Christmas break anyway but for some fucking reason, my boss was back to his funk and he was now barking and glowering about the house.At least, he was answering the phone when I called.It didn't matter if he acted cold to me. I just hated being under his merciless gaze and watching him scowl at everyone in his way. It was never pleasant. So, it was saf
William Henry Blakes. I turned around on my bed, my hand instinctively stretching to the nightstand to grab my phone. I turned off the alarm, for the third time today. I should have been up hours ago, preparing for work, but I wasn't exactly in the mood. Besides, I was supposed to bring Suzie back home today. Her back had healed up, but the scars hadn't faded entirely. I'm not sure they would, anyway. I was still angry that someone had done that to her. I groaned, rolling in the bed and staring up at the white ceilings. I could probably sleep for a few more hours. It wasn't that necessary for me to pick her up this morning. She has been there for a few weeks, surely she could handle a few more hours. Besides, Emily was there to take care of her. I hated the way my lip twitched at the thought of her name. Emily and Suzie were bonding. And Suzie now talks more. Most especially since she started hanging out with Eleanor. If I had the chance, I'd have Eleanor stay at my house,
Emily Tamara JacobsI got out of the car, holding Eleanor tightly because she could be funny. I turned to lock the car doors. Sel and I agreed that I take her car out and then she come around later on to take the car and Eleanor. I smiled down at Eleanor who was practically bouncing as we walked into the hospital. We got into the elevator, and just the same time a text came in, telling me that Suzie's room had been moved to the last room in the hallway, from Crew. My lips stretched into a smile as I saw the text. William must have informed Crew that I was coming back. Which was great because he would have to be the one to move my bags out of Sel's car and into his. I was glad that he was still here. The elevator opened, and I walked out, moving straight toward the last room. I smiled as I noticed Crew and Trevor standing guard outside the room as usual. “Hey, guys.” I smiled at them both. Trevor didn't talk much with me so I wasn't surprised that he only smiled at me. Crew ho