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Chapter 3
Hunter
That little blonde thing Emily found to be my nanny kept me up all night. Petite, wide-eyed, and with a defiant attitude, she made my hands itch and my mind race and that gave me trouble the entire fucking night. Things didn’t get much better when I woke up and found myself impatient to see her again. I had to shake this shit off my shoulders and get on with my day. I had too many things on my plate and the blonde turtledove was the help—Hunter Knox doesn’t fuck the help—I reminded myself. She was here for Sofi, so someone could watch her while she was still in my house.
I showered and dried off with a towel, but after I finished, I still had an hour to kill before Amelia Hart would get here, so I put on some track pants and decided to go for a run around the grounds. Effort was good, it cleared my head and I could regain my focus on what was important here. The nanny didn’t mean anything, she was just a passing pretty face in my life, that I had to avoid until I could find someone to raise Sofi. Anyone but me.
Speaking of the child, when I went downstairs, I spotted my driver, Rolland, mixing something that looked like an ill-colored carrots puree.
“Rolland,” I said to catch his attention.
“Good morning, Mr. Knox. I’m just getting ready to feed Miss Sofi. The sitter is running late.”
“I canceled the sitter, Rolland, and as of today you will be returning to your normal duties.”
“Yes, sir. Are you going to spend more time with your niece, Mr. Knox?”
“No!” I spit the word in his direction. “I hired a nanny. She should be here in an hour or so. If I’m not in yet, show her the house and send her to my office to settle the paperwork.”
I’d left Rolland behind, not expecting any more chatter for him. The man worked for me for six years and he knew that if I’d given out instructions, they had to be followed as such. I ran a couple of laps around the tennis court and took the time to calm the noise in my head. It happened every day, early in the morning; I could hear my sister’s voice in my head. Nagging, as always, and repetitive. We had the same conversation every day; she would ask me to go see Sofi, take care of her, take her in for good, and I would repeat over and over that I couldn’t. My niece was an innocent, I wasn’t heartless enough to put blame on a child, but I couldn’t fucking look at her. Too many memories were hidden behind her eyes that looked too much like mine.
I ran, and ran, and ran until my head was quiet and there was no more nagging left. I was feeling like myself again when I walked back into the house and found cardboard boxes in my living room.
“What the hell?” I barked after tripping on one that had the word lingerie written on it in black sharpie.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Those are mine. I couldn’t find anyone to tell me where to leave them, so I carried everything here.”
“In the middle of my house?”
“I didn’t know where you want me to live.”
“Not here. This is a hazard. I almost stepped on one of the boxes. And why are you carrying your panties in a box?”
Her mouth fell open, forming a perfect circle. It was impossible not to imagine my dick sliding between her lips. It pissed me the hell off that she could make my body react. I was supposed to be the one in charge.
“I only have one traveling bag and you want me to live here for six months. I had a lot of packing to do, Mr. Knox.”
Mr. Knox. I could see her on all fours, looking up at me and saying my name like that. Amelia Hart was a beautiful woman, there was no doubt. Her blonde hair was running down her back almost all the way to her ass, she had an hourglass body with full breasts hanging on her chest, and legs that looked amazing in the jeans she had on, but her beauty had nothing to do with what I found magnetic about her. It was the contrast between the shyness and the smart mouth she had that made me want to take her up to my bedroom and put her in handcuffs. She looked like a submissive but talked like a brat and I would have loved to have a chance to teach her to obey. If I would have met her in one of my bars, or at a BlackJack table, sure, but while she worked for me, she was off limits and I doubted that pretty face would hold my attention for six months. All I had to do was go out Sunday night and find a distraction—someone who shared my lifestyle and would be happy to let me fuck her gagged and blindfolded. I doubted little miss sunshine here would agree to that.
“Raoul!” I called, and he came from upstairs.
“You called, Mr. Knox?”
“This is Miss Hart; she will be a live-in nanny here. Take her boxes to the guest suite next to Sofi’s room.”
“Will do,” he answered promptly.
“I can help.” I’d heard her speaking from my side and looked down at her. “Raoul doesn’t have to carry everything on his own.”
“He can manage. I need you to sign a few things. Come to my office.” I started walking before she had the chance to respond and when she walked in the office, I slammed the door shut. “I thought I made myself clear about defying me, Miss Hart.”
“What?”
“I told you yesterday that the best way to avoid a punishment was to do as I say.”
“I was just offering my help. I don’t know who that man is, I can’t expect him to do things for me.”
“Raoul is my driver, and yes, you can expect him to do things for you. I will give you his number. Make sure to call for whatever you need.”
