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Fine Print & First Falls

Author: Jenne Lopes
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-18 17:16:16

Aria.

I swallowed hard, the reality of my new life settling in. Fifteen grand a month? Maybe I should have accidentally stumbled into this lifestyle sooner.

Don't be stupid, Soph.

I shook my head mentally, reminding myself that this wasn't some kind of fairy tale. I'd have to live and breathe this world, walking the tightrope between the role of a nanny and a spy, all while making sure I didn't get caught.

"Generous, isn't it?" he said, raising an eyebrow. "But don't forget, you'll be earning every penny of it."

"Uh-huh," I murmured, trying to swallow the knot of anxiety in my throat. I managed a small, uncomfortable smile, feeling the weight of his words. It was a heavy price for a hefty paycheck. Swallowing my nerves, I continued scanning the contract, trying to process the information.

I caught a line, and I couldn't help but blurt it out.

"Wait, what? 'Employee shall not engage in any romantic or sexual relationships with any member of the Yakov household or their associates?'"

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