NATASHA'S POV:
Mr Anthony's lives in a ritzy neighborhood, and his house is one of the most beautiful. Infact he virtually lives in a Mansion.
I thought the car Mr Anthony drove us with is cool but in his garage are magnificent cars, perfectly packed.
"This way Miss Natasha"... Mr Anthony interrupted my viewing adventure.
"Please, can you help open the car booth so I can off- load my things",,,I politely requested.
"Don't worry about your cartons, my men will come take them up later",..... he replied back.
Following Mr Anthony closely, we entered his beautiful mansion.
"Beverly normally play here at the down floor so she can have easy access to the playground outside". .he orient me as he continued explaining.
"Over there is the kitchen, the chef normally comes on a monday, wednesday and friday to cook. So the refrigerator is always stocked with cooked and perishable food..,.....He said as he open the stocked up fridge for me to view and I must confess that this is a rich man's house.
Then we went out of the kitchen and he began climbing the stairs and i quietly followed him closely behind.
i couldn't stop admiring his back side. He has a very firm butt and he is powerfully built.
He is so cute and has a body every woman could die for.
Mr Anthony's wife must be very lucky. I thought to myself.
"Miss Natasha Evans?"....Mr Anthony turned, inspecting me .
"I've been talking but you seem not to respond, is there a problem?"...he asked and seem to be expecting an answer.
"Sorry sir, my attention drifted to somewhere else"...i replied giving him an apologetic face.
He turned and continued walking but not without giving me that annoyed look.
"I and Beverly sleep upstairs", he said.
"ok sir", I promptly replied.
"So that means you will also sleep upstairs too". he added.
After climbing the stairs, we entered a long passage with about four closed doors. two on either side.
We walked to the end of the passage and he stopped at last door by the left.
"Here is my room and you can only knock at the door or call me if there is no response. The only time you can enter my room is when there is an emergency and it has to do with Beverly".... he instructed in a serious tone.
We moved to the opposite room. .....
He walked inside, and left me outside contemplating if the rule is also applicable to this room too.
"Come in Miss Natasha"...he vexed as if he was expecting me to follow him in.
Quickly, i matched into the room and I'm left astonished by the beauty of this room.
This is a paradise....
i cannot believe how somebody's room can look this beautiful and magical. ...I thought to myself but wouldn't let Mr Anthony be aware that I find the room extremely beautiful...
I want to reserve the little dignity i have left.
So, i still maintained a neutral facial expression.
The room is painted in ruby, yellow and a touch of milk colour.
The roof-shaped bed frame is decorated with fairy lights while the bed is smoothly made with yellow sheet.
At the corner of the room is a shelf containing craft essentials and beside it is a ruby coloured drawer.
Close to the large window is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen....
it is the picture frame of a cute beautiful blonde girl with two ponytail stand and she is the female version of Mr Anthony.
This must be Beverly my instinct told me.....
"This is Beverly's room", ....Mr Anthony affirmed my thoughts as i turned to look at him.
" Her bathroom is over there". he pointed towards the direction.
"You are permitted to enter her room at any time", he stated.
Of course, I thought to myself.
"And oh!!!"... least I forget, Beverly likes bed time stories. So make sure you....."
"Anthony!!!....", a female voice interrupted Mr Anthony.
Immediately the door opened and a beautiful tall lady in red gown walked in...
"Anthony, you haven't yet dressed up for the dinner?", the lady asked without even glancing towards my direction.
She must be Mr Anthony's wife.
"Good evening Ma'am". I quickly greeted.
She slowly turned her gaze from Mr Anthony and directed them to me this time.
"Who is she Anthony?"... She asked as she gave me a loathing look.
"She is the new Nanny for Beverly". ..He casually answered.
She turned her face away with disregard as she returned her attention to Mr Anthony.
"I thought the dinner is scheduled for tonight?",,,,She asked Mr Anthony.
"Yes Crystal"....he replied as he checked the time on his wrist watch.
"Then shall we?".... she said as they both left, leaving me there dumbfounded.
Guess Mr Anthony's wife doesn't like me, it is very obvious from her attitude towards me.
My attention then turned to the little girls picture frame.
I moved closer to the frame and observe the girl properly.
What if she doesn't like my appearance?....
What if i cannot be able to prepare her favorite meals?...
Most rich kids love to listen to lullaby before they sleep, what if i cannot sing the particular song she likes?....
What if she doesn't like me?....
What will become of Adrian?...
If anything should happen to Adrian, the poor widow will be heartbroken again.
I must save them both for My sake.
"So little Beverly, please like me"...i speak to the photo.
Walking out of the room, I got lost and cannot fathom where to go to.
slowly i climb downstairs....
The house seem quiet....
i sat on one of the sofa in the sitting room.
My eyes couldn't get enough of the beauty of this house.
I looked further around to appreciate it's beauty.
Much later, i got very tired and hungry.
leaning backward on the sofa, I rest my head on the one of the sitters.
Hours later into the night, the door clicked and in came Mr and Mrs Anthony.
"Welcome back Sir, welcome back ma'am"....I greeted.
"Miss Natasha, why are you still here?", Mr Anthony asked, looking confused.
"I don't know where to stay and wait up,
so i came downstairs",,,I replied back.
" thought I have i shown you to your room already? "...he asked.
I nodded my head in disagreement.
"ok, follow me".....he instructed while i followed them.
I cannot help but to admire the couple,
they look so beautiful together. ...
I mentally hit my head as i remembered what happened earlier when i was climbing up the stairs with Mr Anthony.
On reaching the passage, we moved straight to the end of the corridor and Mr Anthony opened the door close to his room.
"You will also stay close to Beverly's room, so you can gain easy access should in case of anything", he stated.
"But Anthony why would you choose a room close to yours and infact upstairs."...Mrs Crystal objected.
I believe it doesn't sit well with her. I thought to myself.
"Like i said earlier, I want her to be close to Beverly"...Mr Anthony shut her down while he turned to me and said.....
"You can go in Miss Natasha. See you tomorrow".....He dismissed.
"Thank you Sir",....I quickly walked inside.
The room is big and beautiful.
it is three times the size of my former room and even my room back at my hometown....
My cartons are already brought into the room.
I have a big bed and i also have a wardrobe where i can fold and hung my clothes, unlike my previous room where i chunk up my clothes inside and on top of my wrecked suitcase.
I further walked around. I open the door to the bathroom. it is also spacious and neat.
It even has a bathtub with liquid and bar soap arranged on it.
A new towel is carefully hung beside it too.
hurriedly, I ran back to my suitcase and pick my nightgown and went back to take a bath.
I turned on the water to fill the bath tub so I could take my bath.
Majestically, i scrubbed my body with the liquid soap after which i laid still inside the bathtub.
Few minutes later, I heard something.
"ahhh,....."
"Ahh, harder Anthony.
"Yes,,,Yes,,,,
I quickly stood up and nearly slipped as i went out of the bathtub.
Mr and Mrs Anthony are doing the deeds.
I dried myself up and laid still on the bed.
I could still hear them but not as loud as in the bathroom.
I picked one of the pillow and blocked my ears. I must say it worked.
Minutes later, my mind drifted to Adrian and the reason why I am here...
immediately, i knelt down at the foot of my bed.....
"Dear Lord, thank you for this day and thank you for how it turned out.
I pray that everything will turn out great tomorrow like it did today.
I pray and hope that Little Miss Beverly will like me and we can get along together.
Amen."...
I stood up and went back to bed but I fell asleep with much difficulties due to the fact that my stomach is empty.