I am a nanny for my fake boyfriend

Sruk!

With the tables turned, Jonathan pulled Weni until he was on top of her.

"Sir!" Weni said, her expression annoyed as she was already well-dressed and he was pinning her down.

"Beautiful..." he praised with a deep gaze, his eyes captivated by her beautiful face.

"Oh, come on. I've been beautiful since birth," she said confidently, though her proud smile was meant to cover her nervousness and the pounding of her heart that Jonathan might hear.

"I'm serious. You're beautiful!"

Weni's eyes widened, not just at his compliment that surprised her, but also because of the presence of something stirring between them, in his praise of her.

"Um, Sir..." she murmured awkwardly. "Could you wake up? Your face is turning as red as a ripe tomato."

Honestly, Jonathan's handsome face made her heart race, especially with their close proximity and his position pinning her down.

"Now, look... look into my eyes, don't look away," he said, guiding her chin with his fingers, the tips of which were as cold as ice.

"Huh?" She tried to suppress her turmoil, but his gaze was so intense that her lips parted involuntarily, and slowly, her pink lips were sealed by Jonathan's warm ones.

He kissed her gently.

A warm feeling washed over their bodies.

"Euumm..." Whether it was due to being lost in the gentle kisses from him or because she longed for a man's kiss, she unconsciously surrendered and responded to his kiss. She wrapped her arms around him, opening her lips wider so Jonathan's tongue could play freely in her mouth. Sliding his tongue into her mouth.

The sound of saliva mixing with soft moans and interrupted breaths filled the air, longing for affection, had to guide their tongue and kiss movements.

"Euummm ahh..." They were still locked in a tight embrace, their tongues skillfully dancing and she was skilled.

Her chest rose and fell, with passion rising; perhaps it couldn't be contained anymore, but unfortunately, Jonathan pulled his head back.

"Okay, you passed!" he said as he stood up, straightening his clothes. He tried to calm down his little brother down there who had woken up. "Ahem.., we're ready to go."

She might have been disappointed, immediately got up, her face looking disheveled.

"It turns out you're good at kissing. Or have you experienced more than this?" Jonathan asked with his back to her.

Weni took a deep breath. So, was that part of the job? She began to realize.

"I'm 30 years old, sir. it's just kissing, then of course I've experienced it, but more than that... um... maybe not yet!" Jonathan turned to her, who had reddened cheeks.

"Maybe not yet? What do you mean?" he asked.

Weni widened her eyes. "Why are you asking that kind of question? That's private!" felt annoyed, she got up from the bed, ready to leave the room.

Jonathan rolled his eyes. "I'll transfer your money. Emh then. You can check!"

"Huh! That fast?" Weni asked incredulously. She took her phone from a bag on Jonathan's desk, and indeed, 50,000 had been deposited into her account. Crazy, it was so easy to get that much money! "Is this serious, sir?" she asked, unsure.

"I said you passed!" Jonathan said, hiding his flushed face. "Let's go!"

"Okay, boss, I'm ready! Now that the money's in, everything's going smoothly!" She was excited.

"You're such a gold digger!" He teased her.

"I'm not a gold digger, sir, I'm a professional. I applied because of my experience, but who would have thought I could get so much money just by being a fake girlfriend and kissing. I can still tolerate it!" she answered quickly and honestly.

"Oh, so if it's more than that, you wouldn't want to do it, or you'd ask for more money!"

Weni fell silent for a moment then looked at Jonathan's face. The elevator opened, and they both entered.

"Maybe if you asked for it, I'd make an exception. You're handsome, rich, and smart, pleasant to talk to. You're a complete package even though you're just my fake boyfriend, so I should be proud, right!" Jonathan blushed hearing Weni's praise. "After meeting my family, what would you say?"

"What's wrong with your family?"

"We'll see soon!" Jonathan said mysteriously.

"By the way, was my kiss okay?" he asked curiously.

Weni raised her head, staring intently at his handsome face. "Honestly, sir, why did you keep sticking your tongue out during the kiss?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that how it's done?"

Weni folded her arms. "Sir, if I open my mouth, it means you're allowed to do anything, not just sticking around. You can wrap, nibble, lick, even suck! That's it, sir!" She taught him with body language and a stern facial expression.

"I thought that was how it's done from the outside, how would I know there are many things the tongue can do inside!" he replied shyly.

"Don't tell me..." she squinted, observing, peering into Jonathan's eyes. "Don't tell me this was your first kiss?"

Jonathan looked embarrassed and never answered her accusation.

"Wow! What have you been doing for 40 years? Pretending to test me and turns out you're still an amateur... hahaha..." she laughed at him.

"Oh my God! You're so funny!"

"Shh... don't be loud, some employees are still working overtime!" Jonathan whispered, covering her mouth.

*******

At the private party, Jonathan strode in with Weni on his arm, instantly becoming the center of attention. Heads turned and whispers rippled through the crowd as they made their grand entrance. 

As they mingled among the affluent family members, Jonathan's charm and charisma captivated everyone around them. 

"So this is your future wife? No matter how many times I look, she looks like an Asian nanny taking care of my kids!"

Damn, this girl's face is like a beauty blender, too much surgary, the middle pretty woman made Weni smile career-wise. "Who is she?" she whispered to Jonathan.

"My aunt,"

"Oh, auntie, talking about nannies, I think they're Asian girls who catch your kids' special attention," Weni remarked sarcastically.

The aunt's face immediately wrinkled upon hearing Weni's sarcastic remark. "Special? What's special about a nanny? They're just childcare workers! Their appearance isn't great, and they smell like sour milk."

Weni became even more annoyed. "Oh, sour milk, you said. The nanny who smells like sour milk can capture the hearts of your children and maybe even your husband's heart," Weni's deadly gaze made Jonathan suppress a laugh.

"Um, ahem... let's just eat first, the menu looks delicious!" Jonathan interjected between Weni and his auntie.

"What do you mean?" the aunt's voice rose an octave, further intriguing Weni.

"Ah, no offense, I'm just saying if your kids' nanny looked like me, it seems they would be interesting girls, just like me, right honey?" Weni's wink requested a kiss from her fake boyfriend, and Jonathan understood.

"She's right, to me, girls like Weni are very attractive," Jonathan said, pressing his lips against her, and intentionally pulling his girlfriend's wrist, making their kiss even hotter.

"You both are cheap and embarrassing, why do I even have to see this woman! What's wrong with you, Jo?!" The aunt left with a disgusted look.