I burst into the office in hopes that they’ll let me back to work. But the first thing that catches my eye is a tiny little angel sitting on the boss’s lap.
“Didn’t you say you’d never leave me alone?” the little girl whimpers.
“And you won’t be alone. A nanny will sit with you for now.”
“A nanny?” the child is surprised. “What nanny?”
“This one.” With those words, Demid Alekseevich lifts his gaze and points at me.
To meet the boss in lingerie, get fired, and end up as a nanny for his daughter? I can. I know how. I practice. And all of it in five minutes? Don’t ask— I didn’t know it was possible either.
WARNING FROM THE AUTHOR:
A novella.
At one time, this story was posted on another platform under the pseudonym of a different author.
A book many authors liked. After it, they practically made me write about children and fathers.