Tempting the Billionaire and His Heir

Chapter 7 (1566)

‘And that’s it then,’ I thought to myself as I put my luggage at the back of the car.

Cody waved goodbye to me as I turned my gaze at him, hoping he would make a step toward me to stop me from leaving.

“I’ll miss you!” Cody yelled before the car door slammed closed by the driver.

“Sure you would”

The drive back to the mansion took a lot more time than I had expected but it wasn’t eventful. The sun had already begun to hide and the night flew in slowly, following the transition from city to suburban.

Looking out of the window beside me, I couldn’t help myself from thinking back at how hot Nolan was. His body had a firm build that I was surprised he was hiding, especially his huge plaything.

Wait, what- you have a boyfriend…

Shaking my head to think clearly, I noticed the driver is already starting to park the car at the garage. I see a glimpse of Mr. Brown standing at the garage entrance and waiting patiently.

Making my way out of the car, the driver made his way to get my things as Mr. Brown made his way to me.

“Alexa! Come, let me properly show you to your room,” He escorts me to the entrance as I take my luggage from the driver who held it close to me.

From where we came from my eyes scanned the hallway leading to the back where I noticed a garden of sorts and a hallway leading to the back of the stairway. As we made our way towards the stairway, of course, my eyes drew attention to the largest chandelier I’d ever seen.

“Wouldn’t that suddenly break in an earthquake?” I ask nervously as I avoid facing the bottom of its sharp shards.

“No, why would you ask that?” Mr. Brown replies along with a smooth chuckle.

As we landed safely on the second floor, we made our way to a lonely room on the left side facing another bedroom on the other side of the staircase. The whole floor had only a few doors that felt like they had their purpose, but it was strange that only this wall had only one.

Mr. Brown opens it for me and stepping inside I see a vacant bedroom complete with its furnishings.

“What do you think?” He asks, looking down at me to observe my reaction.

“What do you mean what do I think? This is the most generous offer anyone has ever given to me as a nanny”.

Of course, I added a lie… But what would you think?

A man offers to pay you to look after their bastard son along with having your room and an option to eat whenever you like. As a person who had come from a difficult life, I would rather take this than live in a dingy apartment.

‘But that would mean choosing this over your boyfriend…’

“Alexa?” Mr. Brown’s delectable eyes pierced through my gaze as I noticed him snapping his finger in front of me.

“Sorry, sir, I was just in awe… This is my first time having my own space,” I smiled sweetly at him as his concerned look rested into a soft one.

“Don’t worry, it’s all yours. I just hope it’s not too much to ask of you to be patient with my son, I’m counting greatly on you for him to turn out finely” He smiles as he tucks his hands in his pockets.

“You can settle down your things and enjoy the rest of your night. Nolan is out again, assuming he’s out doing god knows what” He adds, chuckling before clearing his throat.

“I know it’s been an eventful day, you can take a rest and you can get back to work in the morning.” Mr. Brown smiles as he turns to get out of the room.

“Thank you so much, Mr. Brown, you are too kind.” As the door closes, I turn to the bed and set my luggage by the side.

Jumping on top and feeling the soft comforter rest on my back felt like heaven. All those years I’ve spent sleeping on cardboard boxes and only getting to afford a thin foam as an alternative for a mattress is extremely uncomfortable. I’ve pleaded with Cody multiple times to buy us a mattress, even second-hand materials online whenever he had a good steal from his missions.

I even had to save up and hide it from him since he takes me money for his gang’s “funds”. He only uses my salary to buy more ammo, drugs, and alcohol. Now, I get to rest in a real bed.

“Oh, I could get used to this-” But I suddenly remembered I can’t.

Cody needs me on this mission, and if I can’t be useful… God knows what he’ll do to me.

“Or maybe just a little while longer?…” I whisper to myself and sigh as I sit up to unpack.

I didn’t have that much stuff to bring, it’s almost as if my whole wardrobe could fit into one bag.

By the time I was done, it had already been nighttime and a small soft knock made me turn to the door. A maid walks in with a tray of food, giving me a small smile as we both meet each other’s gaze.

“Hello, miss, I am Cassey… Mr. Brown had me put this together since he assumed you weren’t done packing,” Her sentence almost came out as a question as she looked around the room.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“But I see you have,” I give her a small smile as she realizes it and I motion for her to put the tray by the window on a small table beside it.

“Thank you, Cassey” I nod my head to her after thanking her which made her blush.

“We’re all excited to officially meet you, miss… Uhm-”

“Just call me Alexa,” She smiles at my remark and I bid a short farewell as she walks out.

The staff seems so friendly, I couldn’t imagine one of them honing up the courage to handle Mr. Coarse.

Sitting down to eat, I open the cover and smell the delicious dinner Cassey brought in.

“God Cody, why would you want to rob people this generous?” I whisper to myself as I take the utensils by the side and dive in.

After eating, I check my phone to glimpse over notifications but there weren’t any from either Jade or Cody.

Settling down on the mattress, my mind kept racing back to the guilt of robbing Mr. Brown.

“Come on, Lexa… It’s not even personal, ” I grumbled, as I turned to lay my face up against piles of pillows.

Knowing I won’t be falling asleep for a while, I hopped off the bed and made my way outside of my room. The whole mansion is pitch black, other than the purple neon lights dimly lit from outside. I turned off the lights from my room to catch no suspicion and made my way around the halls where I am at.

The flashlight from my phone gave a small illumination for me to see enough of where I stood. There were various paintings hung, freakishly far too large for any normal-sized home.

“Mr. Brown must have a creative taste for fine things,” I blushed as his face came into thought.

Moving around, there wasn’t that much to see, until I ended up on the opposite side where my room was facing. This is where Nolan’s room where I caught him and his girlfriend having fun.

“Oh, I could imagine how much fun she was having-” I stop myself from even finishing my sentence as I hear a few steps coming from behind me.

Turning off my flashlight, I turn to a pillar to crouch down and hide. Peaking to the side, I see a glimpse of a maid and one of the gardeners earlier sneaking into one of the rooms.

‘I guess I can’t snoop around this floor…’

As I heard the lock of their door click, I made my way to the stairway leading downstairs. I didn’t need to open my lights as it was already bright enough to spot my surroundings.

Anxious to get below the large chandelier hovering, I successfully made it to the ground floor.

“God-if I get the chance to be rich, I am seriously not buying anything bigger than my arms” I shudder after I whisper to myself and carry on looking around the mansion.

I presume most of the vases and displays are made with fine porcelain, I’ve heard about them costing a fortune.

I didn’t realize I’d been drawn to the detailing of the vases for so long that the sound of water splashing startled me.

Snapping my gaze toward the floor-to-ceiling windows, I catch a glimpse of someone swimming and hear a familiar man’s grunting.

Trying hard not to get caught, I stood up shocked to find Mr. Brown rising from the current’s water and pushing his hair back.

“Oh, my god-”

His bare chest sculpted his specs and my eyes couldn’t help lusting over the defined lines of his torso down to his muscled abdomen. I blush as the lines kept drawing down leading to his wet swim shorts that showed his crotch.

“Can I help you?”