NANNY TO THE BILLIONAIRE ’S KIDS : CHAPTER THREE

Steve hastily departed from his lavish abode and swiftly traversed the glimmering city streets towards his opulent office, seeking to complete the final preparations for his esteemed business excursion. As the sun wearily nestled beneath the horizon, casting a soft golden glow upon the sprawling metropolis, Steve gracefully returned to the warmth of his palatial dwelling, exhausted yet fulfilled from the day’s arduous labor.
Upon entering his regal chamber, a marvelous sight befell his weary eyes. Saraphina, a vision of elegance and grace, stood amidst the room, graciously assisting him in meticulously packing his belongings for the upcoming voyage. The astonishment that engulfed him at the unexpected encounter within his inner sanctuary rendered him momentarily at a loss for words.
Gazing upon his lavish bed, he beheld the sight that tugged at his heartstrings like no other – his twin infants gleefully playing amidst the sheets, their innocent laughter filling the air like sweet melodic notes. Compelled by an inexplicable surge of emotions, Steve drew nearer to his precious offspring, seating himself beside them on the plush bed. As he embraced the tender touch of their tiny fingers in his grasp, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the intoxicating joy permeating the room.
Breaking the tranquility that enveloped them, Steve finally found the words to express his astonishment, seeking to unravel the mystery shrouding the contents of his dearly-packed box. “Pray tell, Saraphina, what treasures have you carefully curated within this vessel of mine?” he inquired with ardent curiosity.
A beguiling smile danced upon Saraphina’s refined lips as she replied, her voice exuding an enticing charm, “Contained within, dear Steve, are garments of exquisite beauty and refinement. Would you perchance desire a glimpse into this trove?”
With an air of self-assurance, Steve dismissed the need to inspect the contents, acknowledging his unwavering trust in Saraphina’s impeccable taste. “Nay, fair Saraphina, there exists no necessity to peruse the attire therein. I am content with any whimsical ensemble you have chosen, for my thoughts were consumed by the daunting task of packing. I am forever grateful for your benevolent gesture,” he graciously expressed, his voice a warm melody encapsulating his gratitude.
Saraphina gracefully responded, “No need for thanks, I am merely fulfilling my duty as the mother of our children.”
“Gratitude is mine,” Steve replied.
“You are most welcome,” Saraphina replied elegantly as she carefully settled Juliet and Janet into their double pram, heading to their room with Claren following closely behind.
The next morning, Steve arose early, attired in a refined brown ensemble for his business journey to Greece in Europe. He stayed at one of Athens’ premier five-star hotels, the capital of the country.
Accompanied by his assistant and team, he conducted negotiations for multi-million euro deals, extending his stay to three weeks instead of the initial two. Despite his hectic schedule, he made sure to call Saraphina three to four times every day.
In return, Saraphina made daily phone calls, sometimes passing the phone to Claren to chat with his father. After three weeks, they joyfully returned home to be reunited with the children.
Upon arrival, Steve inquired, “Who is waiting for me at home?”
“We have been eagerly awaiting your return,” Saraphina replied. She emerged from a room with Claren, embracing Steve and passing Claren to him.
“And where are my daughters?” Steve inquired.
“Resting in their room,” Saraphina answered. The two of them walked together towards the room, where Steve was pleasantly surprised by Juliet and Janet’s growth. He leaned in closer to caress their cheeks, remarking, “They are blossoming into beautiful and robust babies.”
“Are they transforming?” Saraphina inquired,
“Indeed, they undergo significant changes,” Steve replied. He emerged from the children’s room, proceeded to his own room, disrobed, freshened up, changed into casual attire, and settled on the plush couch within the room.
Shortly after, Saraphina arrived with the children. She placed the twins on the bed while Claren sat beside his father. Saraphina then unpacked the luggage, removed all the clothes from the box, and took them to the laundry for washing.
She left the clothes for the housekeeper to clean and returned to Steve’s room. They lingered for a while before the butler arrived to summon them for dinner. Together, they descended downstairs to partake in their evening meal.
Three months later, following Saraphina’s commencement of work with Steve, Mrs. Brandon contacted Steve. “Greetings, Mr. Steve Blair.”
“Hello, Mrs. Brandon,” Steve responded.
“How is Saraphina? Are you satisfied with her performance?” she inquired.
“Yes, she has done an exceptional and remarkable job,” Steve retorted.
“Would you like to keep her on?” Mrs. Brandon asked.
“Yes, I would like to retain her,” Steve replied.
“Very well, you can visit tomorrow morning for the necessary legal documentation,” Mrs. Brandon informed.
“Understood. Both of us will be there in the morning, but I prefer not to spend extended hours at your office,” Steve stated.
“In that case, you will need to arrive early,” Mrs. Brandon advised.
“Indeed, we shall arrive early,” Steve declared, striding towards the children’s quarters where he encountered Seraphina. “Tomorrow, we shall be visiting Mrs. Brandon’s establishment for the essential legal DocuSign,” Steve informed her.
“Understood, no issues,” Seraphina replied.
The subsequent day, they awoke promptly and made all necessary preparations. Seraphina, along with the children, was carefully settled inside the vehicle, as Steve chauffeured them to Mrs. Brandon’s office. After signing the required documents, they made their way back home. Steve then bid them farewell and proceeded to his own workplace.
Two years later, the children were blossoming. Juliet and Janet were on the verge of commencing kindergarten, while Claren had been promoted to nursery one. Seraphina, residing in Steve’s abode, had never been more content.
She anticipated a new chapter in her life, intertwined with Steve’s existence. However, Steve failed to perceive any romantic connection between them.
Although Steve comprehended her intentions, he exercised caution and took preventive measures. He was averse to embarking on a relationship that might culminate in sorrow.
The personal assistant, driven by the casual liaisons Steve engaged in, attempted to forge a bond. She endeavored to position herself as the forefront of Steve’s life, while Seraphina remained at home, tending to the children and yearning for affection from Steve.”
After nearly three years of her devoted care for the children, her hopes were shattered when Steve fell ill. His bones were crumbling, leaving him in excruciating pain. Unable to reach anyone else, he managed to contact Saraphina, his only lifeline. However, on that fateful day, the personal assistant had already locked herself away, entangled in a serious relationship with another affluent businessman.
Summoning all his strength, Steve dialed Saraphina’s number. “Hello, sir,” Saraphina responded, her voice filled with concern.
“I need your urgent assistance,” Steve pleaded.
“Of course, but I cannot leave the children unattended,” Saraphina replied, her dedication unwavering.
“Very well, I will make my way to the children’s room,” Steve declared, rising from his bed and making his way towards the nursery where Saraphina patiently awaited his arrival.
“What has happened?” Saraphina inquired, her eyes filled with worry.
“I am uncertain, but my bones are crumbling, causing unbearable pain,” Steve confessed.
“Shall I drive you to the hospital?” Saraphina offered, her compassion shining through.
“Perhaps in the morning, but for now, I am in dire need of a massage,” Steve requested, his voice strained. “I do not know if you possess the skill, but any assistance would be greatly appreciated.”
“I may not be an expert, but I can certainly try to provide some relief,” Saraphina assured him.
“Very well, you may assist me,” Steve agreed, his gaze shifting towards the slumbering children. Aware that they could awaken at any moment, he added, “Let us retreat to the nursery for the sake of the children.”
Saraphina nodded in agreement,” She gracefully accompanied Steve to the nursery as he requested. Turning her attention to him, she observed while he undressed, reached for a towel, and assumed a prone position. Without hesitation, Saraphina began to work her magic, expertly massaging his body although she feigned ignorance of his desires. Skillfully washing his body with warm water, she casually inquired, “Should I call for a doctor?”
Chuckling quietly, Steve dismissed her offer, “I will be alright, just a minor setback.” Saraphina probed further, “And are you feeling better now?” Steve admitted, “Not entirely, but I will be soon.” Politely, Saraphina asked, “Shall I prepare my bed for you?”
Steve rejected the idea for now, “That can wait for next time,” he stated before excusing himself to check on his children and retire to his room. Alone in his thoughts, Steve found himself unable to sleep as he pondered the lingering sensation of Saraphina’s tender touch. Conversely, Saraphina harbored her own unspoken musings, though she quickly dismissed any fanciful notions as unfounded.
In the meantime, rumors began circulating among the remaining staff members, fueling a burgeoning gossip mill. The next morning, Steve opted to stay home rather than report to his office. Dialing Saraphina’s number, he greeted her over the phone, “Good morning.” Saraphina reciprocated the greeting politely, “Good morning, sir. How was your night and health?” She inquired.
“I am not in a satisfactory state, but kindly ensure that the children are prepared for school promptly today,” Steve expressed.
“Very well, I shall inform you once I have completed attending to the children,” Saraphina replied.
“Understood,” Steve responded curtly, concluding the phone conversation.
Subsequently, Seraphina diligently readied the children for school and chauffeured them to their educational institution. Upon her return home, she promptly approached the doorstep of Steve’s room and greeted him with a gentle “hello.”
“Welcome, how are the children?” Steve inquired.
“I have safely delivered them to their school,” Saraphina informed.
“Thank you,” he expressed his gratitude. “Please, would you be so kind as to come inside?” Steve requested.
“Certainly,” Saraphina complied, stepping into the room and positioning herself against the bedroom wall.
“I apologize for the events that were on the verge of unfolding yesterday,” Steve apologized.
“It is of no consequence. Although I would have been willing to assist, I am uncertain of the nature of the circumstances,” Saraphina replied.
“Do you currently have a significant other in your life?” Steve inquired.
“That was a matter of the past, before I commenced working alongside you,” Saraphina clarified.
“Are you content with him?” Steve probed further.
“We found the relationship to be monotonous, leading us to discontinue our association,” Saraphina retorted.
“What caused the relationship to become tedious?” Steve questioned.
“Due to the demands of my profession,” she responded.
“I understand,” Steve remarked, his voice dripping with sophistication. “Do you have a well-thought-out plan for matrimony?” he inquired, his tone laced with curiosity.
“Indeed, if I come across a dependable and conscientious gentleman who can provide for both me and my children without tearing us apart,” Saraphina replied, her words laced with determination.
“Hmm, is that your set of criteria for marriage?” Steve questioned, his voice tinged with intrigue. “Very well,” he acquiesced, his tone indicating acceptance.
“Will you not make an effort to attend work or visit your doctor today?” Saraphina asked, her voice filled with concern.
“Hmm, I am contemplating going out later,” Steve responded, his words hinting at a leisurely day ahead.
“Very well, allow me to summon the Butler to bring forth your breakfast,” Saraphina declared, her voice exuding grace and authority.
“I shall attend to that matter later,” Steve stated, his voice conveying a sense of delay.
“Alright, I must organize the children’s garments within the room,” Saraphina announced, gracefully exiting the room while Steve remained nestled in bed.
Meanwhile, the maid who had faithfully served Steve and his late wife found herself smitten with him. However, he dismissed all her advances and intentions, deeming her incompatible. Despite Lola’s persistent efforts to draw closer to Steve, he maintained his distance, perceiving her as unsuitable.
His focus solely rested upon the nanny, driven by his unwavering devotion to his children. He would go to great lengths to ensure their happiness, avoiding any harm that may befall them. Steve found himself deeply impressed by Saraphina’s seamless assumption of the maternal role in his children’s lives.
Later, Steve dialed Saraphina’s number. “Hello,” she responded, her voice filled with warmth.
“Have you completed your duties?” Steve inquired, his voice tinged with anticipation.
“I am nearly finished,” Saraphina retorted, her words indicating progress.
“Very well, inform me once you have concluded,” Steve instructed, gracefully concluding the conversation.
An hour later, Saraphina rang Steve and greeted him with a luxurious “hello Phina.” Steve, in his usual suave manner, replied,
“I am through.” Saraphina, with a hint of curiosity in her voice, asked, “Do you require my attention?”
Steve, with a tone of excitement, responded, “Yes, but make sure you dress attractively as we are going out on a date.”
Saraphina, feeling a rush of nerves, questioned, “On a date? When?” Steve, with a sense of urgency, retorted, “Now.”
Saraphina, determined to impress, assured him, “Okay, I will be ready soon.” She quickly freshened up, slipping into a stunning blue fitted gown, adorned with block heels embellished with delicate golden chains. Her hair was elegantly styled back, and she completed the look with a matching handbag.
As she gazed at her reflection in the mirror, she felt a pang of shyness, knowing that this attire was not her usual style.
However, she understood that Steve admired his late wife’s fashion sense, and she wanted to honor that memory by emulating her style.
A few moments later, Steve dialed Saraphina’s number and with an air of sophistication, she greeted him with a melodious “Hello”.
“Meet me outside,” Steve confidently declared, his voice oozing with charm and allure.
“On my way,” Saraphina responded, her voice filled with excitement and anticipation as she prepared herself for the rendezvous.
“Very well, I shall eagerly await your arrival,” he gracefully replied before ending the phone conversation.
Emerging from the sanctum of her room, Saraphina’s impeccable sense of fashion caught the eye of Lola who couldn’t help but inquire, “My dear Seraphina, are you heading out on a romantic escapade?”
With a touch of anxiety in her voice, Saraphina nervously admitted, “Yes.”
Curiosity piqued, Lola further pressed, “With whom?”
Revealing her admirer’s identity, Saraphina replied, “None other than Mr. Steve Blair.”
Overwhelmed by the revelation, Lola couldn’t contain her disbelief, “Are you truly going out with the esteemed chief executive? Please tell me this is merely a dream that could never transcend into reality!”