Cheese In The Trap (2)

“UGH! Whoops!” The figure was about to speak but Biba first stuffed his mouth with the sock she had just taken off.

'Shit! I just got here last night, and someone is already breakthrough this house?! A rich family sure has a different drama, huh!' Her whole body was busy holding, hitting, and arresting the man under her.

Biba recalled Mr. Darwin's brief message this afternoon. That Biba must be observant and agile in protecting Ares from certain parties who intend to harm him.

The woman slammed her body on top of the intruder. Allowing her whole body weight to do its job: crushing the intruder's ribs. The intruder struggled. Tried to escape, but in Biba's eyes, he looked more like an electrocuted worm. Biba grinned devilishly. The intruder's eyeballs trembled in panic, looking around the room as if looking for help which of course: non exist.

Biba rushed to the intercom.

"Crazy! Whoever you are, I won't let you hurt the young master, you idiot! How dare they even send thugs like this after a child?! What are you looking at?! Do you want me to gouge out your eye?" Biba acted fierce when their eyes met.

“Hello, Mr. Darwin? Sir, an intruder broke into Mr. Ares's house, please secure it immediately."

Immediately reinforcements in the form of a line of well-built bodyguards came storming the wooden house. Their steps were rash. If she may hyperbole a little, the floor of the wooden house vibrates like an earthquake.

"That's the intruder!" Biba pointed to the figure who was now resigned to being tied to the bed.

The burly bodyguards just stared in silence. They looked at each other with confused faces. Then simultaneously glared at Biba.

"Young master Ares!" The eight bodyguards shouted in unison like a chorus, then rushed to loosen the intruder's bonds.

"Hmm? Master Ares?" Baba tilted her head.

“Nanny Biba, could you please explain why young master Ares was rolled up, tied up, then his mouth gagged with a sock?!” Mr. Darwin scold her hard, who was shrinking in the corner of the room.

‘That… is that young master Ares? Where is the adorable nine-year-old boy?!” Biba's inner scream gave Cherish the chills wherever she was at the moment.

***

Since when did a nine-year-old boy have such a body of adult? The last time Biba checked on a nine-year-old kid on the street, they were still small and adorable. Still, haha-hihi while swinging a pack of snacks in hand. Did Biba miss the news that nine-year-old kids are evolving faster nowadays? Or is it because he's a Merrsilver kid that he looks more mature than a suburban kid? Really?

But the picture Cherish sends shows the boy looks like an ordinary nine-year-old child. Still cute and adorable with a tiny body. Not tall and have a prominent Adam's apple. Did Biba misunderstand information from Cherish? Moreover, Biba has confirmed with Mr. Darwin that the one Biba will take care of is a nine-year-old child who had been in a coma for a long time in the hospital.

"Wait,"

Come to think of it, Cherish is quite often nagging about the kid whose behavior is still like a nine-year-old child. But Cherish's complaint was ignored because it didn't make sense to her. Of course, because he’s a child!

Except, he's not really a child. And only now did Biba fully understand what Cherish's complaint meant, and why Cherish couldn't be contacted since earlier either!

“Young master Ares has been in a coma in the hospital since the age of nine. And when he woke up, he still considered himself nine years old even though his body was already 22 years old. I thought you already understand from Nanny Cherish's information, that's why I'm not going into more detail.” said Mr. Darwin, then let out a heavy sigh.

“Master Ares's body is still fragile. Still need therapy in the hospital. But he was treated like that..." Mr. Darwin's voice held a hint of frustration.

Biba's conscience twitched. Cold sweat started to run down her scalp.

"Do you want to resign after knowing that Mr. Ares is no longer a child?"

"That.." Biba racked her brain. She couldn't go back to Tualin because she had run out of money. She also has no place to live or food in this city. Biba has to make a wise decision.

Biba swallowed her saliva.

"No sir, I will not resign. I will do my job well. So, please forgive me just this once, sir. I won't repeat it, sir!" Biba bows.

“Wise choices, Nanny Biba. Because if you want to resign, you have to pay a contract penalty. Plus the hospitalization fee for Mr. Ares who was injured because of you.”

Biba gasped. Then glanced slightly at the man who she thought was an intruder until a minute ago.

'So he's young master Ares?'

He was tall and thin with a slightly hunched back. His face also appears thinner with more flattened and prominent cheekbones. His pale white skin made his vein color stand out more.

His hair is jet black in a mushroom-style cut with bangs that almost cover his eyes. Even at a glance, Biba could see Ares's eyes were a light brown color nearly golden-ish. Eyeballs with a deep and longing gazes.

"Huk?" Biba gasped as her eyes met Ares's beautiful eyes.

Ares glared at her sharply. Biba looked away to the side. Even though Biba's gaze was shifted elsewhere, she could feel Ares's sharp eyes on her. If looks could kill, maybe Biba would have been buried long ago.

“Young Master Ares, I have called Doctor Jefri to make sure you are okay. Let me take you to your room, sir." Guide Mr. Darwin.

"If you want to make sure that Ares is okay, get rid of that person." Ares spat out, his chin pulled arrogantly upwards.

Biba lowered her gaze. "I'll do better, Mr. Ares. Please give me one more chance!” Biba was half screaming, remembering that this was the only way this month she would not starve and live under the bridge.

After Ares, Mr. Darwin, and a group of bodyguards descended to the first floor, Biba collapsed. She took back her lost breath, which was choking anxiously. Regrets of her actions for believing in Cherish's information without finding out more about his condition. Also regrets what she did to Ares. She shouldn't have slammed or crushed Ares's body which was still weak.

Biba smacked her own head. She was afraid to predict what this rich family would do to her if they knew there was a small scratch on Ares's body, the grandson of the president of a large company. Still, Biba was grateful that Ares didn't yell and drag herself out of the house.

'Wait a minute, but why is Ares in my room huh?'

Doctor Jefri's arrival made Biba even more determined to serve Ares well. But before Doctor Jefri entered Ares's room, he scanned Biba from head to toe. Then snorted.

"New nanny?" asked the man, Biba nodded awkwardly. After the first intimidating encounter, Doctor Jefri entered Ares's room.

In the manual, it is written that Doctor Jefri is Ares's childhood friend who is three years older than him. Mrs. CEO herself chose Doctor Jefri as Ares's personal doctor because of his ability and his close relationship with Ares.

The bedroom door is open. Doctor Jefri came out from inside,  ruffling his hair.

"You, sit down first." Doctor Jefri ordered Biba who was sitting awkwardly beside Mr. Darwin.

"Hey, I didn't mean to bully you. But with your weight, Ares's bones can be crushed. You can harm his internal organs such as the lungs, heart, and others. So I ask for your help next time to think before you act.”

Biba shuddered slightly.

"Tomorrow morning, you have to make sure Ares eats. Take a look at the last report book. There is a list where you have to write down everything Ares ate, be it rice or snacks. Understand?"

Biba nodded vigorously.

"Then on the page with the pink paper, you also fill in the frequency of Ares's sexual activities in a week, understand? Huh, even though his motor skills are almost stable, why is it only his sexual urge hasn't worked yet?”

"Does it need to be checked again, Doc? Maybe the accident…” Mr. Darwin chimed in.

“That has been checked from the start, Mr. Darwin. Nothing was injured in that part. I wonder why it never stood up at all. Must be because of his psychological state. Even though according to the previous nanny's report, Ares has been given a lot of stimuli, right, Mr. Darwin?"

"That's what the previous nanny said, Doc. Then do we need special sexual therapy for Mr. Ares to recover?” Mr. Darwin is lost in his thought, and so does Biba.

“You, new nanny. Did you hear every instruction I gave you earlier?"

Biba's been frozen since earlier, then tilted her head with a questioning mark on her face.

"Hey, listen. One of your other duties, it's making sure Ares's sexual desires are functioning again."

"What?!" Biba glared at him in horror, her face pale.