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Chapter One

Approximately  ten minutes later, I was sitting in front of a very intimidating man lounging behind a large cherry-wood desk in an equally impressive office.

The house was exquisite, to say the least. A gothic colonial mansion fit to be called a king's castle with their lawns neatly trimmed, a huge mermaid sculpted fountain in the center, a lake house on the other side of the mansion. The house was built during the early eighteenth century, according to the butler that showed me to Mr. Montgomery's office.

As soon as I'd entered those enormous gates, it was already clear to me that these people were wealthy beyond my imagination and working for them would be like a dream come true.

I was good with kids. In fact, I used to babysit some kids from the neighborhood for extra cash and it worked out well, so I had no doubt I could do this, too.

"Millie," Mr. Montgomery addressed me, pulling me out of my thoughts, "Is it okay if I call you Millie?"

"Yes, that's totally fine."

Devin Montgomery could have told me he worked in Hollywood movies and I wouldn't dare disagree. His rumpled hair was the color of a coffee latte, and eyes so green as if he held an entire amazon jungle there. He was tall and wore a casual white shirt that highlighted his toned body. Men like him usually just appeared in my fantasies and never in real life.

"That's good." He flashed me a grin. "I've read through your resume and you mentioned here that you're pretty great at handling kids."

"That's right," I responded. "There were a lot of kids in my neighborhood, so I'm experienced where they are concerned. Kids love me so you wouldn't have to worry about your son or daughter. I'm also good at engaging them in outdoor and indoor games, although we never had too much outdoor space where I lived, so I think that wouldn't be a problem here."

I was rambling! Sometimes my mouth could run miles without my knowledge.

His smile did not falter as he regarded me with a curious look on his face. "Well, that's a relief, but I'd like to clarify; I'm not married and I don't have kids. It's my brother that I need a caretaker for, and he's not exactly what I'd call a kid. He's...." Devin looked away into the distance trying to come up with the right word, "He's difficult and different."

"I see." I might have been a teeny-tiny bit thrilled by the fact that Devin wasn't married.

How bad could this job be? If his brother was a nasty, disobeying teenager, I was quite certain I could teach him to stay in line. I was guilty of pinching rowdy kids when their parents weren't looking, so this rich Montgomery teen better be nice.

"Are you usually great with kids who throw tantrums and refuse to eat?"

I gave him my most confident smile. "Of course. It's difficult in the beginning, but I can assure you that your brother and I will be best friends in no time."

I was trying to sell this too hard, and I was hoping I wasn't sounding too desperate like a saleslady trying hard to sell the expired cosmetics at a cheap price.

By the looks of it, guess Devin was sold because he said, "Millie, you're hired."

Wow! That was easy...

I couldn't keep the excitement out of my voice. "Awesome! I'd like to meet your brother."

"All in due time," he said, pushing a document towards me, "We have a rule that every person under our employment signs a contract. It states that you'll be keeping this position for at least a year, but before that, you'll be working on a one-month probation period. We'll be monitoring you and we'll have the power to dismiss you when we see fit. It's only because we've had a few caretakers before you who did not treat my brother with the respect he deserves and we were forced to take proper actions. You can go through the entire document, take your time to read it and I'll..."