{ billies pov }

my body tingles with pleasure as I squirm on the bed, hips gently bucking...

"god..yes!" a gorgeous face rises from between my legs, lips kinked to the side in a smirk.

my eyes trail with admiration from her full, pouty lips to her luscious curves and flawless skin... I grasp at the satin sheets beneath me, a desperate attempt to anchor myself as another wave of ecstasy breaks out...

a hand intertwines with mine, holding me steady. "fuck..don't stop." she kisses her way up my chest, settling the length of her body on top of me.

"I must admit, this interview isn't going quite how I was expecting." a light chuckle came after she said that.

her featherlight finger drags across my breast as her face hovers over me. "are you ready to work hard for me, billie?"

I shook my head yes. "anything you need."

she pins my wrist over my head before trailing soft kisses down my neck and chest, her tongue teases my nipples through my bra.

"good, because I'm afraid this job requires long hours. we might be up all night..."

our lips come together in a passionate kiss as my legs tangle in the sheets. I feel like I'm on fire as her hands trail down to my hips and thighs.

suddenly, she sits up and pulls me until I'm straddling her lap, as she does she kisses me all around my chest and neck.

"fuck.." I moaned out softly. her hands traced up my spine, then reached for the clasp of my bra.

"mmm. I don't think you need these anymore."

I gasped as my bra fell down and her lips grazed the bare skin of my breast, her tongue flicks out to tease my...

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I bolted up from my bed gasping for air.

"...what the fuck?" I muttered to myself. "I either need to get laid or I'm really nervous for this job interview."

fuck the interview! I have to get ready!

I quickly grab my laptop, still open to the biography of anastasia monet, the CMO of monet enterprise, one of the top biotech companies in the world.

her headshot immediately caught my eyes

- 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙

I entered the big lobby of monet enterprise and approached the front desk.

"hello, I'm here for the nanny interview with ms.monet," I said smiling at the woman sitting down.

"ah yes. her ten o'clock is running late, but she said to send you in. follow me."

I tried staying cool and calm as the receptionist led me through the halls of the building, but as soon as I stepped inside ms.monet's office, all of that disappeared when I saw her glance up from her desk.

how is she even more gorgeous in person?

"...still need to discuss the marketing for the lithyia project. I say we go all-in on the healthcare side, put our money into doctor ads." the man who was standing in front of her said.

ms.monet gestured me to come in and sit as she tried to wrap up her meeting.

"isn't that the same strategy that almost sunk our last attempt to enter the women's health sector? I need you to think outside the box liam. you know how important this is to me." she said a bit frustrated.

"well, I suppose we could go straight to the source...but women don't want all the science talk throw at them."

"hmm. what do you think?"

It was silent for a few seconds until I realized she was talking to me.

"me?" I asked nervously making sure.

"yes you, ms.o'connell. how would you approach marketing new tech designed to make C-sections safer and easier?"

"I uhm...I think a lot of your target demo gets their information about this sort of stuff from the internet now. traditional strategies like magazine ads or tv spots all but guarantee no one will see it. no one who's about to have a C-section, at least."

"...I couldn't agree more. liam, I want a new plan that takes her advice into account on my desk by the end of the day. understood?"

"but-"

"or do I need to find someone else to take over the project? ms.o'connell is already here for an interview..."

"..no, I'll get it done," he said huffing as he gathered his papers and hurries out of the room.

ms.monet then turned to me giving me all of her attention and my breath catches as the intensity of her gaze makes me shiver inside.

"sorry about that. I've got a packed schedule this morning, but I'm glad you were able to come in," she said as she looked up and down at me and let out a soft exhale. "I see you dressed to impress," she said chuckling.

"did it work?"

"it did, you already look like you belong here. It's nice to officially meet you, ms.o'connell."

she reached out to shake my hand and I felt a small spark as my skin brushed against hers.

"tell me, what made you apply for this nanny position?"

"honestly? I know I wouldn't be working in the biotech field directly, but I want to do what I can to help. like earlier, when you asked me about what marketing strategy you should use."

"your insight might just make the lithyia project a success."

"I just received my master's in chemistry, and all my lab work has definitely prepared me for taking care of young children..after all, chemists are to handling high-stakes spills."

she chuckled at my comment and her gaze lingered on me for just a moment too long.
finally, she looked away and cleared her throat.

"the boys are still feeling the loss of their mother. It was almost 3 years ago now.."

'although I've never met them my heart absolutely broke for the boys.'

"it's not something you can just get over.." I muttered quietly.

"exactly. and I'm afraid they often take it out on their nanny. could you handle that?"

"of course."

"then I have just one more question for you, ms.o'connell, and I want you to be completely honest." ms.monet leaned forward, and once again I felt the spark, the anticipation, crackle in the air between us.

"if you could go back in time and tell your younger self one piece of advice, what would it be?"

"I admit I was a little shy when I was a kid. I wish I'd taken the leap of faith more often, you know?"

"that's very impressive, you're wise beyond your years-"

"sorry to interrupt ms.monet, but your car has arrived for the meeting over lunch at la tour d'argent." the receptionist said cutting her off.

ms.monet looks at her and nods then turns her attention back to me.

"the next part of the interview will take place this evening at my home."

"oh?"

she hands me a card with her home address written on the back of it.

"see you at seven, ms.o'connell."

- 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙

that evening, I found myself looking up at one of the most luxurious apartment buildings in the entire city.

I approached the doorman and honestly, I'm totally freaked the fuck out. "uh, hello. this is going to sound crazy but anastasia monet invited me here for a job interview."

"ah yes, I've been expecting to see you. you can go right up to the penthouse suite. good-luck." he said as he smiled at me.

I gulped as the elevator doors shut behind me. I still can't believe I could live here if I do get the job. god, I hope I do.

I took a deep breath trying to calm my racing pulse as I reached the top floor.
the doors of the elevator open, letting me out into the penthouse suite and directly in the path of twin boys wielding foam swords.

"intruder at the castle gates! ready your horse's dear brother!" the kid screamed lowkey startling me.

"aye ready we are! charge!!" the other one screamed.

"whoa!" I grabbed an extra sword off the couch.

"think again soldiers!" I blocked their hits with the foam toy I got. "aaargh! you will never get the best of captain billie!"

"woah admiral jason she can fight!"

"that's why you gotta stick to the battle plan admiral jacob!"

"pshh where's the fun in that?" jacob said laughing.

"oh fuck. ms.o'connell I didn't hear you come in! boys! give her some space. we don't want to send her running already."

"but mom..we were gonna bring her straight to you! she looks like a lost princess." jason said.

"thank you," I said laughing.

"jason, jacob, apologize. now," she said sternly.

"sorry, ms.o'connell." jason said sadly.

"yeah sorry." jacob said after.

"ms.o'connell let's test your bedtime skills shall we?"

I nodded shyly as I felt her gaze on me. I turned my attention back to the twins. "first things first. have you brushed your teeth since dinner?" I asked.

"no, but I'm on it!" jason bolts towards the bathroom but jacob hangs back and pouts.

"aww come on lady. I hate brushing my teeth. mint taste so gross."

"but jacob, you wouldn't want jason beating you right? unless you're okay with him being faster than you."

"no way! I'm going right now," he said as he turned and sprinted down the hall. anastasia and I follow close behind to supervise.

"nicely done." she said smiling

"pshh I'm just getting started."

ten minutes later I settled another argument over who gets to wear the red pajamas and what bedtime story to read.

finally, I finish tucking the boys in bed, then step back so anastasia can say goodnight.

"I like ms.o'connell mom." jason said happily.

"yeah me too can we keep her?"

"she's not a dog, but, we'll see. sweet dreams."

she kissed them goodnight and we both returned to the den.

"no one has ever been able to put the boys down like that on the first try. I normally have to step in and negotiate a deal," she said.

"well, I have something those other nannies didn't..chemistry."

our eyes locked together for some time making the tension in the air thick. finally, she let out a small chuckle.

"hah, I guess that's true. I haven't interviewed anyone else with a chemistry degree. follow me I want to show you something."

I walked behind her past a home office and my eyes lingered on what I saw inside, it was a framed photo on the wall. It was a picture of her and another female, I'm guessing that may be the mother of the children.

I glanced away and ms.monet was looking at me. "sorry I wasn't trying to snoop. It just caught my eye."

"no need to apologize. would you care to step inside and share a drink? after all, if you're going to be jacob and jason's nanny, I should get to know you...and you should get to know me."

"yeah of course."

I followed her into her office and stare as she pours down the bourbon. I looked at her up and down. god, she's hot.

as soon as her eyes lift and look at mine I look away trying to not seem weird.

"uh, you have a beautiful office and home," I said smiling.

"thank you. I noticed you admiring it." she said chuckling.

she took a seat beside me still leaving enough space for someone in between to sit. I was relieved but yet a bit disappointed. we ended up talking a bit about her and how she loved traveling a few years back and things that make her angry.

"you've seen the inside of my home and gotten a taste of what makes me tick. now I'm curious about you."

"what makes me tick?" I ask.

"mhm."

"well, I guess I'd say I'm driven by an insatiable desire."

she spluttered some of her bourbon back into its glass and coughed.

"are you okay?" I ask worriedly.

"I'll be fine. perhaps that's enough bourbon for me tonight. uhm what do you mean by "insatiable desire"?"

"our entire experience of reality occurs through our senses. I indulge myself at every turn and it makes me feel so..alive"

"mmm give me an example."

"ok..like if you bite a strawberry slowly enough, the flavor absolutely burst in your mouth, savoring and eating are two different things you know?"

she swallowed heavily "right.."

"did I say something wrong?"

"no, on the contrary, I admire your passion. so few people share our kind of fire. it can make life lonely, but it's all sweeter when you finally encounter a kindred flame."

I quickly noticed that anastasia and I somehow shifted closer to each other throughout the whole conversation.

I got a bit closer to her and lean in a bit and she does the same. the bourbon on her breath mingled with the bourbon on mine.

"billie..."

my name leaves her mouth making it sound like a warning..the sound of something spilling caught both of our attention pulling us to reality.

"my drink!" I said freaked out.

I stood up as ms.monet blots up the mess with a handkerchief.

"I'm so sorry," I said embarrassed

"It was my fault, really. no need to apologize. let's just pretend it never happened. blame it on the bourbon." she said laughing a bit.

"yeah, just too much bourbon."

"I still have something to show you. let's continue our walk shall we?"

"yeah, lead the way."

fuck okay billie stay calm this is the anastasia monet...billionaire, professional, potential boss. if you need to get some get it somewhere else sheesh.

she opens a door and leads me into a..bedroom?

I instantly got flashbacks to my dream.

"ms.o'connell? did you hear me?" she asked looking at me.

"I'm sorry what?"

"if you want the job, it's yours. you can move into the room tomorrow."

"really!? ohmygod thank you!" my excitement took over me and I throw my arms around her giving her a hug. I realize that I can feel every inch of her body on me.

I probably should've pulled away but I didn't. I savor the brief opportunity as I inhaled her scent of peppermint. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to get too excited."

I took a step back and ms.monet swallowed hard. as she offered me her hand with a gentle smile.

"It's no problem really. since we'll be sharing such close quarters I think you should start calling me anastasia or ana for short, assuming that it's okay if I call you billie?"

"of course! I can't wait to move in and get to know your beautiful family."

- 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙

the next morning I was almost finished packing up my things when I lock my eyes with my brother finneas.

"so how was the home interview?" he asked.

"dude the money's great, the kids are great and anastasia...anastasia is great. it's honestly all great and a good way to kill time until I figure out what to do post-grad."

"great huh? the real question is how hot is the biotech billionaire?" he asked smirking.

"bro she is so fine like...she just looks stunning. obviously, I'm not gonna pursue anything with her...she's my boss now after all."

"hold up let me see a picture of her," he said as he stood near me.

I got my computer and quickly searched her up.

"well, she does look hot here. wait what's that?" he said pointing at a news alert about her.

"billionaire anastasia monet is tying the knot?!" he said shocked.

"wait what?!" I said in disbelief.