Page 11 of The Nanny's Bossy Billionaire

When I bought the building three years ago, I wanted the top floor to be remodeled as my home. Zoey took one look at the breathtaking views when she came to see how the remodeling was going and fell in love. Dan wasn’t completely sold on the idea as they’d been looking for a house in the suburbs, and this place went completely against their plans, but when he saw how enamored his wife was, he gave in.

I didn’t mind in the least; quite the opposite. I was delighted to have my twin sister and Lisa close by. So, I went to town on the remodeling, transforming the top two floors into a luxury living space, connected by a private lift and with a rooftop garden, swimming pool, playpen for Lisa, and a helipad.

The elevator opens into their massive foyer, and I instantly note the darkness.Strange.

“Zoey,” I call out tentatively. “I thought you just—”

“SURPRISE!” chorus about half a dozen voices. The lights are suddenly blinding, balloons, streamers, confetti... and goofy smiles on the faces of my friends and family. I hate surprises but I can’t help smiling back.

“Zoey… you little…” I shake my head in disbelief.

“Come now, Xavi”—she envelopes me in a warm hug—“you seriously didn’t think we’d let that pass, did you?”

I kiss the top of her head, which comes just up to my chest. It’s almost unbelievable how this delicate woman is my twin sister. We both have dark hair and green eyes, but that’s where the resemblance stops.

I’m big and had hit six feet by the time we were sixteen, with wide shoulders and heavy bones, while she was a slight five foot four. But what she lacked in height, she more than made upfor in sass. She could talk me round in circles, and there was no point in arguing with her. She’d win one way or another. Which is why she makes a kickass solicitor.

She’d met Dan seven years ago when she interned at his law firm, and he had been defenseless against her charms.

Dan claps me on the back. “Congrats, man.” He hands me a glass of champagne.

“Thanks. I was beginning to wonder where everyone was,” I say, looking around at my friends who are waving at me. I notice the brunette standing with them and suppress a groan.

“Uncle Xavi!” Lisa squeals, sneaking between her parents and barreling into my arms.

“Hey, buttercup.” Catching her, I plant a kiss on her rosy cheek. Lisa has Zoey’s dark hair and Dan’s golden eyes.

“Lisa, what are you doing out of bed?” Zoey chides gently.

“I know, I know, Mommy,” Lisa says. “It is a grown-up party. I just want to see Uncle Xavi.” She winds her little arms around my neck.

“Hi, Uncle Xavi. Don’t forget about tomorrow.”

“I won’t,” I reply.

Lisa hops down from my arms and runs to her room. I look at Zoey. “What’s tomorrow?”

“You have her this weekend, starting tomorrow,” she says. “You didn’t forget, did you? We’ll be going out of town.”

“I haven’t forgotten.” I forgot.

“She’s missed you,” Zoey says.

“I know,” I say. “I’ve just been working late lately. But hey, I’m all hers tomorrow.”

“All weekend,” Zoey says.

“All weekend,” I agree.

“Good,” she says. “There’s a new babysitter. She’s only going to be here for the weekend and she might need more help than usual. So be nice, Xavi.”

“I’m always nice!” I put my hands up. “What happened to the other babysitter?”

“Don’t ask.” She hugs me again, then disappears in the same direction as Lisa, presumably to ensure the little minx is firmly tucked in bed.

Vanessa, the brunette, approaches. I haven’t seen her in three months. She looks good, her slim figure encased in a tight black dress. I suddenly remember pulling down the zipper of another black dress and baring the rich, creamy skin with a mass of blonde curls tangling in my hands…Stop.I shut my eyes against the onslaught. When I open my eyes, Vanessa stands close—too close.

“Bennett.” Her voice is sultry.

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