Page 52 of Powerful Deception

“Thank you.” She mumbles, taking it.

I give her a nod. “Pancakes, huh?” I ask as I wipe some of the batter from Allie’s cheek.

My daughter gives me a big smile when I swipe the batter and place my finger into my mouth.

“Yeah,” Arianna says as if she’s in another world.

Looking up, I see that she’s looking at me and Allie, as if she has never seen me interact with my daughter before.

She looks between the two of us for a few seconds before she shakes her head and goes back to cleaning the counter.

“It’s Sunday, why not have pancakes on Sunday?” Arianna says, not looking up at me as she continues cleaning.

Alessandra grabs a blueberry and hand holds it out for me to take. I lean down and let her pop it into my mouth, batter in all.

“Would be better if there were chocolate chip pancakes, but blueberries will do.” I grab another blueberry and hand it to my daughter to take it.

“I thought that you were already at work.” Arianna says, taking me out of the back and forth with my daughter.

I shrug. “Nothing pressing had to be done, so I decided to stay home. Maybe take these two somewhere.”

Looking up, I find that she is looking at me again, this time with curiosity.

“Oh, okay.”

“You can have the rest of the day off. Do something for yourself today.” I tell her.

Usually, I try to give Arianna Saturdays and any other day during the week she wants off. Sometimes it works out but other times, most of the time, I’m calling her back because one of my soldiers decided to do something stupid and I have to take care of it.

She gives me a nod. “Okay, then I will clean up and get them dressed for you and I will be on my way.”

“Or we can both clean up, eat breakfast together and then you can go.”

The room goes silent.

Arianna stops cleaning and even the kids stop moving like they are surprised by the words that just left my mouth.

Frankly, I am too.

Since when did I care about the nanny joining us for a meal? I usually excuse her to fend for herself, yet I just told her to share a meal with us.

“Um, are you sure?”

No, I’m not. Especially given the fantasy I jerked off to in the shower.

“Yes, I’m sure.” Having her for breakfast will be good for the kids.

I mean having her here for breakfast, definitely not having her for breakfast. Even if my cock wants to stand up at the thought.

“Okay,” she gives me a small smile but still looks over at me questioningly before looking at my daughter. “Do you want to help me clean up?”

Alessandra looks at her before giving her a nod.

“Can you say yes?” Arianna asks her, optimistic.

This has been going on since she started, trying to get Alessandra to speak. Every time Arianna asks her a question, she asks if she can say a specific word. One hundred percent of the time, Alessandra looks at her nanny with a look of indifference.

Just like right now.

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