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To hear a client was upset didn’t sit well with me.

“What happened?”

“We’ve been working with this client for the last three months. Every nanny we’ve sent him has been fired within the first few days of working at his home. They all report back saying he’s a miserable, grumpy asshole and that they couldn’t do anything right. They were constantly getting yelled at by him. He’s super OCD about his kids’ schedules. About what they need to be eating, watching, etc. You name it and it’s been an issue, Evie. It’s just been one thing after another with this man.”

“How many nannies have we sent him?”

“He just fired the fifteenth nanny.”

“Fifteen?” I exclaimed. “That’s insane.”

“Tell me about it. And the problem isn’t with the recruits we’re sending. Everyone is highly qualified with several recommendations from our elite clients. It’s ridiculous. Usually, I’ve been able to deal with this man over the phone, but today he showed up out of nowhere. And let me tell you, Evie, he’s an absolute control freak, who wouldn’t be happy if we sent him Mary Poppins herself!”

“Where is he now?”

“In my office. I’m using the phone in the lunch room. He wouldn’t leave until he spoke to you. He’s yelled at everyone, including me. He needs a new nanny by tomorrow. He’s flying to Spain with his kids for his business opening there and is demanding a new nanny or else. The problem is we don’t have anyone left. He’s fired them all. The worst part is he’s not taking any accountability. Per our contract with him, he says it’s our responsibility to fulfill his needs and we have yet to do so.”

“Jesus, this guy sounds like a prick.” I took a deep breath. “Don’t worry, I’ll handle it. Please escort him to my office.”

“I’m emailing you his file. May the force be with you, Evie. You’re going to need it with this guy.”

I hung up, anxiously waiting for him to arrive. My computer dinged with a new email, bringing my attention to the screen in front of me.

“Oh my God…” was all I could express when I saw his name in the subject line.

Before I could open his file, the door to my office flung open and slammed into the wall behind it. There in front of my eyes was the man I least expected looking fucking furious.

Ready to go to battle with me.

Abruptly, I stood and greeted, “Good afternoon, Mr. Hawkins.”

“Mr. Hawkins?” he bit, shutting the door in Khloe’s face.

What an asshole!

“You’re really going to pretend like you don’t know me?”

I smiled, refusing to give him an inch or he’d take a mile.

“Please have a seat.”

“Don’t patronize me, Evie. You owe me a nanny.”

“Mr. Hawkins, it’s been brought to my attention you’re dissatisfied with our services, but let me remind you that we’ve sent you fifteen—”

“I don’t give a shit if you’ve sent me a hundred. What kind of agency are you running that you can’t send me a capable nanny to watch my children?”

“Mr. Hawkins—”

“Enough with the Mr. Hawkins bullshit, sweetheart. You were deep throating my cock a month ago.”

My hands fisted at my sides.

Do not let him get to you, Evie. All he wants is to get under your skin.

Clearing my throat, I politely denied, “I don’t recall that interaction with you.”

He stepped toward me, each stride more determined than the last.

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