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“What the fuck are you talking about?” Rupert and Matthews asked at the same time.
I was suddenly shocked, staring at his calm persona and trying to figure out how he knew about Laura. Surely, he couldn’t have known about this unless Jeremy had told him?
Fuck, this was bad. If the press got hold of that story, I was finished, and even worse, Maja would have a nightmare of a time at school. I couldn’t do this to her.
I questioned Matthews with more suspicion this time. “What I’m trying to figure out is why Laura received a call from the Emperor asking her to come to my address when I didn’t order an escort?”
“Wait a minute.” He appeared perplexed. “Are you implying that your new nanny works for me?”
“No, it’s all a misunderstanding. She got a phone call and then arrived at my private address only a few people know about, only to find out she had an interview for the nanny job,” I clarified. “I normally use that house for you know what, but I didn’t want to interview a potential nanny at Number 10. I wanted to keep this from Maja until I decided on the best candidate.”
I had no choice. I had been planning to call him and ask about this whole mix-up, but it had slipped my mind. I blamed Laura for it, so I told them this story about her showing up in my house while I was waiting for my new girl. After I was done, Rupert and Matthews stared at me in disbelief while James appeared bored.
My gaze shifted to the dance floor, and my stomach dropped. Matthews spoke in the background, but his voice was nothing more than a distant hum. My gaze had latched on to the most hypnotic woman there. She wore an incredibly short dress that left little to the imagination for any of these sleazy perverts.
A surge of heat jolted down my spine and settled in my groin, as if someone had taken a match to my veins. It had been so long since anything like this had happened—at least until I’d hired my sexy nanny.
Suddenly, the girl with the red dress tilted her head in my direction, and my breath hitched.
Laura?
Chapter Fourteen
Spencer
“Spencer, you’re a fucking beast. Please tell me you fucked her when she arrived on your doorstep?” Rupert asked.
His crude words crept into my consciousness and somehow irritated me.
My mind, though, was elsewhere, and I had no time to tell him to shut the fuck up.
This couldn’t be another fucking coincidence, but my eyes weren’t misleading me. She was here, dancing with some fucker before she’d called me. This wasn’t the sort of place she’d frequent, but I reminded myself that I didn’t know her all that well. She must have drunk way too much, then decided to call me, and for that I was already planning to punish her.
“No, I haven’t fucked her and I’m not planning to,” I finally responded, my tone gruff. “She’s the nanny, plain and simple. She gets on with Maja very well, and I don’t want to jeopardise this,” I said, wanting nothing more than to get on that dance floor and drag her out of here. Every motherfucker downstairs was eye-fucking her. Shit!
“You should get rid of her. I can get you another nanny. This one is a liability, Spencer,” James said.
I snapped my gaze back at him, sensing a warning in his tone. My brother was always a man of a few words, but today he was pushing it. He was also the fixer, the guy who hushed all the scandals and held some kind of leverage over the media. Normally I listened to him, because he was never wrong, but I wasn’t planning to get rid of Laura. I just had to make sure I wouldn’t do something crazy. Like have sex with her.
“No, James, I’m not getting rid of Laura. This thing with the Emperor was a misunderstanding Matthews needs to investigate.” I stared at the man, who looked confused. “She’s a good influence on Maja, and the whole family is going to meet her on Sunday. Mum insisted I invite her to dinner.”
I glanced back at Laura again, hoping these fuckers wouldn’t see me checking her out. It was bad enough that they all knew about that disastrous interview.
To make matters worse, some guy had already moved in on her. He was dancing with her, his fingertips grazing her hips possessively. Enraged, I felt dizzy. Without realising it, I leapt to my feet, shaking from barely contained rage. She shouldn’t have gone out tonight. She clearly didn’t know her own limits.
“Where the hell are you going? You still haven’t told us everything. We need details, Spencer.” Rupert tried to pull me into some sort of back-and-forth, but I was done. I was ready for blood, ready to destroy the guy Laura was now smiling at.
My voice of reason kept telling me to sit my arse down and just wait, but I was already on the move. It was none of my business that she was here tonight, but she had called me and she even confirmed that she wanted me. The sudden wave of jealousy that washed over me in that moment knocked me off balance. Laura was mine, and I was ready to break the hands of the guy who was daring to touch her.
Vaguely sensing my bodyguards following me, I stomped down the steps and blazed through the crowd of people on the dance floor. I didn’t care if people would notice or recognise me. He needed to take his hands off her, otherwise things were going to get ugly tonight.
As I got closer, she ground into his cock, which, of course, meant I lost my fucking mind. Finally reaching them, I grabbed her wrist and yanked her off that arsehole.
“She’s here with me, so piss off before I smash your pretty face and break your hands for touching what’s mine.” I got dangerously close to the prick.
The guy was obviously drunk, and when he saw me, he almost stumbled.
“Fuck off, will y—”
