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Without a response, Asher brushed past me with an angry look on his face. Sighing, I quietly shut the door behind him and turned to face him with my arms folded across my chest.
It was then that I realized I was only wearing my nightgown, thanks to Asher’s glance down at my bare legs. I quickly grabbed my robe off of the back of my chair and put it on, pulling it tightly around myself.
“What’s going on?” Asher asked, quickly looking away from my body. “You seemed fine with our arrangement. What changed so quickly? Don’t tell me you suddenly found your dignity again.”
I sighed and looked down at the floor, not entirely sure how to best phrase it. Finally, I looked back up to face Asher, who was staring at me again with an agitated expression.
“I did find my dignity again,” I said, “and I never should have made this agreement with you in the first place. I’m your daughter’s nanny, not your sleeping buddy. Besides, if you have a girlfriend, you should be sleeping with her and not me. I didn’t come here to be your mistress.”
Asher furrowed his brow and shot me a puzzled look.
“What?” he said, running a hand through his dark hair. “What do you mean?”
“Kelly found the earrings I left on your bedside table,” I said. “I’m afraid she misunderstood our relationship.”
Asher was silent for several moments before shaking his head. “You think Kelly is my girlfriend?”
I cocked my head, suddenly feeling confused. “Surely you two would’ve been married already, if not for Ella–“
“You must’ve listened to the maids,” Asher said, rolling his eyes and walking over to the balcony, staring out at the city below with his back turned to me for a few moments before turning back to face me. “Kelly is my childhood friend. She’s like a little sister to me. I’ve never thought about her in that sort of way. Our families are close, and we had the chance to be each other’s chosen mates, but I decided against it. Yes, Ella also doesn’t like her, but I chose myself not to be romantically involved with Kelly.”
I froze, unsure of what to say.
“I-I’m sorry,” I said finally. “The way she spoke to you, I thought–“
“Well, you thought wrong,” Asher interrupted with a frown. “Maybe you should talk to me next time before you go and gossip with the maids about my personal affairs.”
There was another long silence between us as I processed everything Asher had told me. My mind still raced as I thought about our arrangement.
I guess I overreacted, but what if Asher really got a girlfriend in the future?
“Fine,” I said, walking over to the edge of my bed and sitting down. “If you want to continue the arrangement, we can. But under two conditions.”
“Go on,” Asher said reluctantly, folding his arms across his chest with narrowed eyes.
“For starters, I want to sleep in my own bed sometimes,” I said. “You can join me or you can not join me, but I should be entitled to sleeping in my own bedroom a couple of nights a week, and the responsibility of hiding our arrangement shouldn’t be entirely mine. I also want one night a week by myself.”
Asher paused for a few moments. I wondered if he would refuse, but finally he nodded. “That’s reasonable,” he said, which gave me an immense amount of relief. “What’s the second condition? Or was sleeping alone the second condition?”
I shook my head and stared at the floor for the next few seconds as I tried to formulate my thoughts. Finally, I looked back up and bravely met the Alpha billionaire’s icy gray stare. “If you start seeing a woman and she becomes your girlfriend, I want our arrangement to end immediately,” I said. “Especially if you plan on getting married. I won’t have anyone questioning my relationship with you.”
Asher suddenly looked somewhat amused for a split second before answering with a surprisingly light and nonchalant tone of voice. “That won’t be a problem.”
I narrowed my eyes. “What do you mean?” I asked.
“I won’t ever get married,” Asher replied.
I frowned, confused by this statement. What could possibly be stopping a wealthy, handsome Alpha CEO from getting married? Before I had the chance to say anything else, however, Asher circled around to the other side of my bed.
“We’ll sleep in here tonight,” he said matter-of-factly, grabbing the blankets and pulling them down. He must not have seen my sketchbook laying there, because it toppled to the floor as he pulled the blankets down.
He paused for a moment, then picked up my sketchbook. I suddenly felt my face flush hot as he looked at my drawings, and I went to snatch it out of his hand — but he quickly pulled away, shooting me another amused glance, as he looked at the drawing I had been working on before he rudely barged in.
“Is this… Ella and me? On the ferris wheel?” he asked, his smirk fading as he looked up at me.
I grabbed the sketchbook out of his hands, then stuffed it in my bedside table drawer.
Asher said nothing. Without a word, he climbed into bed and turned onto his side, and went to sleep.
Tiffany
The day of the Sterling family dinner banquet finally came. Selina informed me that anyone attending these banquets was expected to dress formally, so I found a nice, dark blue dress with bows in Ella’s closet and dressed her up with cute socks and shoes, then curled her hair and put a big bow in it. She seemed to have completely forgotten Kelly’s rude comments at the luncheon the week before, and if she didn’t forget, she at least didn’t seem to let it bother her.
“Wow! My hair’s so curly!” Ella said, bobbing her head to make her curls bounce. “Thank you, Tiffany!”
I smiled at the little girl in the mirror and squeezed her shoulders. All of a sudden, her gaze slipped over to my outfit, and her smile faded.
“Are you going to dress up?” she asked.
I looked down at my own outfit with a slight frown. I had chosen the nicest clothes I owned that were also appropriate for a nanny at a family gathering: a simple dress, low heeled shoes, and no jewelry so as not to stand out too much. I thought I looked perfectly fine for my status, but now that Ella pointed it out, I felt incredibly plain.
“Oh… I’m just wearing this,” I said with a shrug.
“Nonsense.”
I looked up to see Selina standing in the doorway. Her lips were pressed into a thin line as she looked at me, shaking her head with her arms folded across her chest.
“Is this inappropriate?” I asked Selina, stepping away from Ella to show my full outfit.
Selina sighed. “It’s fine, but you can wear something a little nicer. You’re a pretty girl, but it makes you look homely.”
